Mmmm

the ribbed fibers of the couch
rub against my skin
and are hot
i open my eyes and
close them
in syncopation with my breathing
a candle on the counter
is flickering yellow
and throwing shadows across the room
i open my eyes
his face is above me
strong and round
and hair particularly golden
blowing side to side with his movement
and breath
i inhale
while fingertips grip my wrists
and dig in
and I feel the tingle of a smile
start to spread across my face
i close my eyes and
he pushes me
my head runs into the side of the cabinet
he says, "Sorry," and looks genuinely worried
I start to laugh
and I think, this is it
this is it