I still feel your cheek
against my shoulder
and wanting whispers
tickle my ear, tingling
from stem to stern
 
honeycombed
desire streaming
slowly down
your inner thigh, so
I grab you hard
and hold you tight
 
moaning surrender
to the darkness
transfixed by the light
gazing in your eyes
I crave your passion
and savor each kiss
 
when I slide inside,
vertigo consumes us
like the doorway
to a perfect dream
I can never pull out
of my swirling mind
 
now, lying in shadows
I feel numb,
as that hole…that void
haunts my soul
 
I fight back tears
telling myself
how lucky I am
to have ever loved
and been loved
completely

Runnells, Iowa ‘20