It all went so right
even that last passionate fight
burnt into kisses, light on lips
meeting tongues, meeting hips
and taunt-tackle-tumbling
undone flies, zips, button-fumbling,
Eyes in parts
Knees dug into hearts
Fingers, playing things,
Arms, spread-out wings
Skin that last thin sheet
Quickened blood, quickened beat -
You will shove and I'll push back,
panting in this heated attack,
flesh rubbed red
on a scent-soaked bed,
lips traverse breasts,
hands trace chests,
and pushing, a quick-coming tide,
I am taken for a storm-rough ride,
We rolled, and pitched,
and fucked, and switched
until at last
breath coming fast,
moans ascend,
bodies bend,
ecstasy is found
in minds unbound.

And if you ask me, I will say
I wouldn't have had it any other way.