A Tuesday

Sheets tugged taut,
Under chin, over thigh.
A lump.
A bump.
A grind.

Bird taking flight,
Southward migration.
Ballooning.
Lifting.
Arching.
Reaching.

“Can you do this forever?” she asks.

Shudder.
Thrill.
His eyes—richly longing.
Breathless, declarative “Goddess.”

Folded.
Drifting.
Limp.