a small alarm of spark or touch,
radiant from the point of contact out.
a deepening stare, a plunge into forever
the floor falls

   away
                       away
                                            away


a mutual tunnel vision
fractionating a million times
in the gaze of one another
a kaleidoscopic feeling 
beneath the drip, the drag, the pooling smoke
of a thrill, peaking: a crescendo, accelerating 

a spark passed back and forth, 
drawn closer and closer together
until it exists as one constant source
of heat and light and 
sometimes I forget to breathe, so 
I breathe in gasps and quiet moans
and gentle
hungry sounds.