You asked me why I am shaking. 

Because I am unable to sit still with you. 

I want to be closer. 

So close the only air I breathe 

is the air you exhale. 

I want the only space I take up 

to be the space already occupied by you.

You asked me why I am shaking. 

Because my insides have been awakened by you 

and my thighs have become too heavy 

to lift without the help of your hands. 

Your hands. 

I shake under the touch of them.

And every ripple underneath them 

creates a tsunami inside me.