Then we melt again

Lover,
I left you
for a moment.
then returned
to find you,
coming again.
somehow,
we've crystallized
into one
sweating, thriving
creature.
thighs. sex. black hair.
all melted together.
friction, (like God)
works in
mysterious ways.
we rip,
we tear,
we manage
somehow.
to separate
into our
former shapes.
"I'll give you
an hour,"
she whispers
"then we melt again."

 

Published March 19, 2012