“Pairing” by Amye Nicole Bird

Bodies quake,
Beating hearts crest,
Souls shutter
As electric current
Spirits through.
Palm against palm,
Fingers laced,
Whispered breaths
Come in gasps
As they quiver
From your lips.
Beads of sweat drip
Onto trembleing skin
The room comes alive
With the sounds of two
Emotion so pure,
Devotion so clear
Tangled, completely unaware
Of the sleeping
World outside the door.