Telephone

The sound of your lustful breathing stirs a longing in me like no other

I close my eyes and feel your body next to mine

I am instantly thrown into the memories of your desire

Bodies grasping for one another

Skin covered in sweat and saliva

Your thrust, my arch

Your moan, my shudder

All coming to a crescendo

I hear your breathing quicken as my body matches your pace

I find that your longing fuels my pleasure

And together we reach a space of release and fondness

Both of us feeling calm and rested

Breathing is deeper and slow

You sigh, I laugh

You speak softly, I reply

Wrapped up in the moment together

I hear you start to drift off to sleep as I nestle into the space you used to lay

I find that the world seems more hollow

But I resist and once again seek your voice across the miles

You speak of love and I reciprocate

And both of us fall into our spaces

I love you, and I love you

Goodnight love, goodnight love

Snapped apart in to two