I am a wounded gazelle fighting for life,
He is a hungry lion stalking his prey.
He attacks me so gently--
I give up my fight and I collapse.

 


He is the wind guiding me ever so gently,
I am a leaf touched by the calmness of his movement.
Together we glide in a state of euphoria--
All of my nerves gather as one and I collapse.

 


My body is the sound of a mild humming,
He is a song sung softly and fluidly.
He instills his lyrics into my body--
My lips scream his song and I collapse.

 


He is the warmth of a summer's day,
I am the cold mist of morning.
Together, we collide in the sky--
A storm erupts and I collapse.

 


I want to crawl into his skin.
I want to disappear into the softness of white sheets.
I want to be unraveled in ways that only he can unravel me.
I love him and the storm that we create.

I collapse...