I let my hand rest gently
on your locomotion as you exhaled.
With each breath, I could see your life force
inside your blouse.
Meanwhile, in my trousers,
my urgency became substance.
I licked my parched half-of-an-uncompleted-kiss;
you slowly blinked your soft blue perceptions.
Finally, we fell into one another’s manipulations of the physical world
and literally made love.