Collision

There is a moment of impactwhen the collision is everythingthat matters.I gasp...Hands finding home.I groan...Fingers moving slowly.I greet the part of youthat raptures meover…and…overwith the weight of silencebetween us,holding our breaths,touching our hearts,until…I die a little in your armsand you whisper,“I love you, babe….”