I could tell the moment my fingertips grazed the thin layer
of silky lace clinging like a second skin to you,
the way your knees begin to tremble beyond control.
I could sense it the way animals feel the ground
beneath them move before earthquakes
violently ripple to the surface.
They’re made to know when the world
will crack and shake in the same way
I’m attuned to the overwhelming shift,
the tingling thrum spreading deep in the
places soon unfolding in you.
It’s only natural for our blood
and bones to warn us.
To draw us towards unstoppable fires
we spend a lifetime building,
being consumed in the dangerous euphoric dance of,
the endless complexities in learning what overtakes two.
Something simple, though,
will break the stillness inside you.
The moment you are near and the unseen layers of warmth
and electricity between skin hums and heats,
when my arms slip around your waist
and travel below until fingers grow slick,
massage and trespass deep within.
Your neck craning back to whisper my
name with your tongue as you grind against me,
clinging like a second skin.
I sense it the way all lovers do when
attuned to something beyond our control,
when the curve of your lips form a hungry
smile I’ll be the one witness to,
as your hand grips and guides me
inside the world unfolding in you.
It’s only natural to sigh and moan together when
we’re the kindling for such unstoppable fires.
I could spend a lifetime consumed
and consuming you,
the endless ways we join together like a second skin.
