He gently unravelled her
Tight ball of wool into soft loops
Kneading until neurons untangled
Their bird’s nest of matted knots
Clumsy attempts
To press tired flesh
With wine stained fingers
Ebbed away
Waves wearing down the jagged rocks
Sleepless, endless
Twisting like honey through the air
Sweet and slow
Golden light streaming through thin curtains
The taste of velvet
Always a ragged breath away