her scent, her flesh, her soul on his
as he led her slowly to the edge
and bid her fall with him
into that breathless place of
stars and visions scorched
by tongue and touch of knowing
how to take her there.
He tasted her surrender,
her tension that could tear a sky apart
and he waited for the pause in breath,
the moment just before her fall
so that he could catch her in his own.
