Like flitting awake from a dream

Where I’m falling

And I gasp as my hands

Strike out to ruck the sheets

As my breathing waves

Rhythmically with my beating heart

This time I don’t try to

Hush my euphoric pulse

So rapid as my palm

Fumbles the sheets and my

Back arches

And sweat travels from breast to navel

My last words are caught on

A familiar inhale as it

Rips down down to my

Fingertips gripping smooth heat

Shifting hips

Trembling lashes thighs thoughts

The burn of this is so

Bearable