WE'VE

Weaving without movement, a
silence of breath hollow,
back arcs, skin kiss, lips slip, that
clit tip and throat swallow
believing on, no leaving be
a snatch of a moment, that
heightens and heightens, then
Titans and follows, that
tightens and follows, that
tight ends and falls, oh,
and catches a moment
we've weaved without movement
back to the moment
that swallows the silence.