“Swoon”

Goosebumps trail down the forearms down to fingertips. The tingle of gentle skin scrapings and muscle spasms. Subtexts of what we’ve been longing for. Blood boiling in the veins while pressure builds up to that sweet, delicious point of no return. Crumpled body falls back with eyes wide, mouth salivating and lungs set ablaze.

Fibers become useless in the wee hours as the limbs intertwine and there seems to be no end in sight. No end and no beginning. A jumble of puzzle pieces that once were scattered but now paint a picture in a steamy haze. Sweat and saliva. Sticky fluid coating the skin below as that above writhes in slow motion ecstasy.

Eyes dilate as chests seep out moans and curses. Gentle profanities to accent this correlation of skin and saturation. Tense husks draw closer until they stick together in an explosion, a frenzied firework show in the lightless space surrounding.

The scent of satisfaction permeates and rises into the nostrils with a flowing of breath. Subtle shaking bodies stiffen into each other. Warm insides, gooey connections and enough heat to melt the sun.