3/30: Blindfolds

When we make love

Eyes
tightly sealed

Heart
hummingbird wing flutters

Legs
tremble recklessly

Hands
grip at wrinkled sheets

Lip
indented by top of teeth

on the edge of insanity

trying to remember to breathe

don’t kiss me

thrust deeper

reverse cowgirl

head titled back

rising…

falling…

dripping…

praying…

moaning confirmations

vocal hesitation

fighting to focus

shrouded in darkness

please, don’t speak

I am trying to pretend you are him…