Writing

NaPoWriMo: Day 2

Butterflies

your breath comes ragged
hot
against my neck

my heartbeat flies
butterfly wings
crashing against a cage of bone

your hips move against mine
the heat of your chest
searing my skin

the butterfly wings
falter

hitch

i can’t breathe

you roll over
and with you goes so much of me

the cold slips
between us
over and under and through the hollows of my body

beat, beat, beat
go the butterfly wings

beat, beat

beat

until there is nothing

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