The L Word

[zorcas]

                                                                                                      
Wine and a fire's crackling warmth.
Carnivorous wants cloaked
in anxious whispers.
Fluid familiar moves.
The asynchrony of two explosions.
A duet of gasps fading
to ragged breaths.
A repeat of expected rapture
but not expecting his arms
would keep holding her tightly.
He wanted this to never end.
This?
No.
Her.
A new kind of explosion
rose from a whisper to a voice
he never knew he had,
saying, while holding her happily
words he’d never said before.
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 Wine and a fire's crackling warmth. EDIT 1
Carnivorous desires cloaked
in anxious whispers.
Familiar fluid moves.

The asynchrony of two explosions.
A duet of gasps softening to ragged breaths.
A repeat of expected rapture,

but not expecting his arms
would keep holding her closely.
He wanted this to never end.
A new feeling

prompted him to say,
while holding her contently,

words he’d never said before.