The heat of exertion,

The movement of the crowds,

The waves of sound,

They boom in full power,

Attacking my senses.

I look up in the momentary darkness,

Gazing at him charmingly,

He stares back,

Is he falling?

In the comfortable silence that follows,

A change of pace.

I am against warmth,

Loved.

Connected to him by our lips,

I am entangled within his arms.

Crushed together,

Our bodies try to fill all possible space between us.

So much is the wanting,

The only way to fill every gap is... ?