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