Swaddle Me

her thighs memorize

my handprint

as it feeds my want.

two bodies applaud

in rhythm,

celebrating the end

of us both.

I will freeze

while she shudders

and my heart will pump

in pace with desire.

ambition will shrink

inside the clutches

of her grasp.

we will rest until

the cycle rages again.

I will sink deeper

next time,

because I have learned

the secret paths

to her freedom.