Sometimes fast and frenzied

but mostly slow and steady

mandala patterns

represented in our rhythm.

While heaving we gasp

and try to grasp

the oneness of our system.

One by one,

licking sticky from our fingers

as our olfactory presence

intermingles and lingers

in the cocoon we’ve made

while regaining composure

and recharging our passion

to start it all over.

Limbs overlap

on the sweat striped sheets

spotted with evidence

of satisfaction.

Inevitably we fall

together again.

For, from a platform this high,

gravity’s the main attraction.


One response to “Gravity

  1. I remember us this way. Beautiful.

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