The Moon and This Room

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corazon
corazon
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Moonrise over my shoulders has turned the room a silvery-grey. The windows thrown wide are beaded wet, their yellow curtains stained from the bottom up, dark and dripping, edges sucked by the wind. Above you I dangle damp braids and let my breasts hang down toward your palms, your lips. My face is hot and wet with tears as I rock in time with the rain.

What you miss now, with your eyes closed like that, you will search for in years to come; the pink blush spreading across my chest and the shape of my hips widening over yours. Your movements are by rote, sleepy and reserved, and even as I churn against you, my body clutching yours, I feel the distance between us like the distance between the moon and this room.

A low moan like a cry from a broken-hearted thing comes from somewhere outside. It sounds like my voice, like an unleashed grief, but it's only a trick of the wind in the trees singing the chorus of the storm. It startles us both, and I stop suddenly when you open your eyes. Your body, alert and charged beneath me, pulses like lightning-- electric-hot.

You roll over me, our arms and legs still tangled, our bodies still one, our efforts synchronized, an unbroken stream of motion. You roll me over and sink into me, easily finding a rhythm, your eyes closing once more. I fight to have you deeper inside me, to make your breath my breath, to consume you and keep a part of you within me, forever.

My tears come freely now, and my voice is loosed from my throat as the ache inside coils tight. I cry out my need and desire, my fear of losing you. I cry out on the edge of release, of relief. I stiffen beneath you, arching my back, nearer and nearer the rim of the storm, the great thunderclap and flash. Nearer, nearer but not quite there.

Above me, you grunt and thrust, your motions erratic, the strain showing in your neck and your jaw. I push against you, so close. I push against you and writhe as you explode in a shuddering burst bending me nearly in half, inching upwards on the mattress as you quake inside me again and again. You continue, unaware of my tension, my ache.

You sigh and bend close to me, distant and spent, dreams already clouding your eyes. You lie beside me and as I watch you sleep, your hair the same silver as the moonlight, your face shadowed and vague, I know you are gone, as far from me as the moon from this room.

corazon
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