in you time moves

passing in the night
like two shadows in the hallway.
pressing up against the door jam,
moving under foot.
my skin meets your skin.
almost feels like the first time.
moving as one,
moving to each others breathing.
Part my seas, in waves of sheets and shadows
this room doesnt feel empty when your at a fingers length away.
the moving of the warmth,
the moving of your lovers heart and hands.
as night moves in,
as night moves back out.
its the weight of anothers body
the pressing of skin on skin.
it the moments that lust moves over and insanity moves in.
when time has no place.
when bodies become tangled.
its the meeting of two souls
in the ending of time and space
when eyes meet, hands explore, and minds let go.
one becomes the canvas
and the other the paint.