Rolling over in the waves of white sheets
I find you, swimming in this ocean of
messy hair and searching fingers.
Mine find yours and we intertwine,
as close as we can come to one,
we merge.
Wrestling with these feelings and
urging to be closer than this close,
You pull me onto you and I melt.
Your strong hands wandering,
desperate for me.
Two people matched more perfectly
is impossible.
Two become one and one is all we need.