intimacy

its all in the hips and the sweat and the hair, you see.

and the lips and the whispers. its in the hard and the fast and the sweet and the slow. and the being and the aching and wanting. its in the toes and the knees and the biting and the rough and the gentle and the exquisite and the plain.

its here in the heart and here in the brain and here and here and here and there and everywhere and everything. its in the 'where did that come from?' and the 'i knew that was coming' and the 'let's do it again' and the 'i've never done that before'.

its in the bucking and the swaying and the heat and the breath and in the moment that isn't and is and isn't and is. its in the passion and the tears and the inside and the out. and the neck and the need and the taste and the feed.

and in the more and the madness that words can't measure.