to the rhythm your body weaves,
relentlessly grinds against me,
what can that dance now reveal
that my heart hasn’t already clutched?
And like an arrow drawn out
from the safest silken quiver,
a darkened faith steadied the aim,
never once missed its animal mark.
So tell me what I can’t
already discover as we merge
when you’re trembling against a wall
as all space contracts to make
you and I the entire universe.
Driven to strip you away,
I was always the true passenger.
And it should be more than enough
to succumb to the sudden kindling
of your bare body gliding against me,
what can the unexpected delicacy
in my touch unravel before you now?
And like an arrow drawn out
from the safest silken quiver,
a darker need has steered us,
has become a roar in our wake,
animals refusing to remain unquenched.
So show me what I can’t
already be so enraptured with
when you’re dripping near a swollen tip,
as all space around us begins to retract,
magnifying the infinity of flesh
that stormed across universes to meet.
Driven to strip us away,
I was always the true passenger.
And like an arrow straining a bow,
all desire is a seamless dance
of our tension and elasticity
let loose to make its animal mark.
It’s easy to succumb to the hunt,
so show me what survives once pierced,
once darkened faith steadies our joining,
what can I give you that hasn’t already
become everything that you need?
