Fiction

My fingers drift across your wrist
you hold my hand down

"Do you feel it?"

Your eyes are
soft warm
as you stare at me

I feel
my heart beat hard into my ribbed cage
my stomach swirl
my legs tingle

Im in a puddle
on the ground
you fall into me

quicksand

I wrap myself around you
as you slip

flips and tangles
sheets and pillows
days and nights
hands and feet
lips and limbs

I land back on
that white tiled floor
listening to the luminescent
light bulbs sing

"Do you?"