A Whisper

Darkness, then
In
The darkness
Sparks of touches, fingers-
Tracing
In the darkness
Like tiny skiers; they skate down my curves into
Darkness
Deeper than the cups of coffee we sip
Side by side,
Sip by sip by
sip.
And then we, -there- in the
Darkness
Envelop each other, sliding skin smooth and delicious
But your hands brush my spine like ice, like
A whisper-
...come again?
Soft laughing
Yes, we will, we will.

But what was it you said?
Nothing.
Nothing?
And it's too late, too quiet, too
Lost

In the darkness