how could we ignore?

Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea
your fingers grazing my inner thighs
a butterfly's wings sending earthquakes
down my spine.

how could we ignore
my breath rushing ahead
your heart knocking against my chest-
‘let me in’?

It wasn’t supposed to go like this.
but our lips bumped together and my hands stumbled
and soon I was lost in your valleys
tumbled head over heels
rolling down your hills in the afternoon sun
we didn’t close the blinds.

With the window wide open and our eyes shut tight
I taunted your breath deeper
pinched moans from your lips
and pushed you and pulled you up and down up and down
we were running over your rolling hills, racing over mountains
barefeet pounding
squelching in the mud
farther and farther until your body was an elastic pulled so tight and tighter and then finally

release.

We weren’t supposed to be here,
but where else would we go?