Sensing high and near to free, she released from rhythm-hold; hands again to table behind, his hold and guide and help of her low. Lowered, settled, she lain in wide-armed broad of cross as he held to her hips and drove her body in table’s spread; rise of her sounds, rise of her sense into their fully free; jostle of his drive, her body’s bounce, slowed in come to settle; low fall of his body over hers, spirit’s smile still from loving eyes and radiant gaze knowing day had just begun; hearts’ flutter in the know.