intent

rescue me tonight
amidst the sheets
between the ceiling
and the cluttered floor.
tense movement
shaking breath, his heart
his heart is racing.
as his toes curl between mine
his thumbs press against mine
no question, no statement
turn into me, they whisper
relief.

Reviews

[J.E. Stroud]

I really like the repetition in "his heart, his heart is racing". Good job