she kisses the curve of his jaw
and his flesh is tender and sweet
underneath her bottom lip.

she keeps a part of him
under the tip of her tongue
as his hand is furtive across the landscape of her abdomen.

her left links with his right and
his fingers whisper to hers.
"together, let's
a symphony." and
"the quilt is
too warm,
get it off of us."

and then with a gasp
a wish is fulfilled.