trail of pants shirts underwear
            your plaid boxers my lacy bra

lips tongues teeth
            frantic, pressing

bodies burning
            slick with sweat

encore une fois until           
            we fall into tangled sleep

some parts not so willing
            as we crimp and crease

needing a bit of encouragement
            creams & pills & time

no more orbiting the moon
            or sailing past Sirius

hearts free of feral
            tongues & teeth

yet embers

o yes embers still flare
            & keep us warm