HustleBustle


Midnight

obstacles

buttons

and

cotton

snaps

and

wool

fingers

unhooking

hands

blurring

passion

it

was

the

hustle

and

bustle

of

intimacy

finally

in

twilight

and the

moons

silence

we

reflected

beneath

flannel

front

to

back

did

we

know

time

tics

and

tocks

to

heartbeats

initially

rapid

now

still