Out of breath
and struggling for more.
I’m on the ground,
my eyes shut tight,
writhing around as your hands
jab at my weak points.
In the midst of chaos,
my hands break free from your
grasp and I poke your sides,
blazing revenge in my eyes.
You throw back your head
and laugh oh so many
laughs.

And then we stop.
And we’re both out of breath
on the floor,
just looking at each other.
And there’s unfinished business
to attend to,
so we start again.