What it was.
The first time. The first second. My heart skipped. The mind reeled. My breath stopped. She was beneath me. Under me. It was really her. I mean it was her in the flesh. Back in my arms and there in the flesh.
All that had gone before meant nothing. What was I doing? She sighed and was patient. The grey t-shirt falling off her shoulder, a black strap from her sport bra clinging, riding up her chest, over her shoulder and behind her
back. Slipping my hand under her t-shirt to feel the warmth of her body and pressing my lips gently against the nape of her neck. I surrounded her. I wanted her to feel me, all encompassing, embracing, needing and giving.
I craddled her head and ran fingers through her hair. Taking my time, rushing nothing. I felt her heart beating, her skin soft and warm. This was happening. Across miles, cities and towns and into my arms. Out of the cold.
Out of so many people and out of the bustle and fury of life we took a few minutes back. And now my blood was boiling. Lightly kissing her lips. Studying her face. With love. Without fear. With joy. Without jealousy. With hope.
Without desperation. I wanted to make her feel, I wanted her to feel my thoughts. I gripped her, hands clasping her shoulders, craddling her head. It was warm inside. Just so human. Her eyes were closed. I’m seeing her in a
unique way. Instincts took over and we began the rhythm. Slow, smooth and steady. Despite the covering I felt every texture. She was strong. So alive. The rhythm slow. Holding her head. Kissing her face. Grasping her, trying to meld
with her. It got serious. She wrapped her legs around mine. Things started moving faster. Breathing harder. A voice in my head saying “This is right. It feels so right.” The momentum picked up. She was strong. She had quite a grip.
“This feels so damn right.” Pounding damn it. Do it. In, out, in, out. The force of love, the business of reproduction. Then the sun exploded. My heart was scorched. I let loose enough data to populate a town. She grinned, confident in
her power and allure. Round two. Then three.
