The Way Home

in a single breath,
bodies collide,
all hands and fingers,
grasping and digging,
until all-the-weight is pinning her down,
anticipation buzzing between them

tangling around wild curls,
gripping fists pull her closer,
and closer still,
until her every gasp
becomes his next breath

begging to be traveled,
slick bodies are grand landscapes,
delicious peaks and valleys
for savoring,
hands and teeth and instruments
the cartographers,
charting mapsΒ through hearts
and over needy flesh,
as they merge

he moved in her,
with her,
for her

and she knew exactly why

now they will always
find their way home

-image credit weheartit.com

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