Freckled dapple of her open skin, his left hand’s hold to round-full of breast, left’s wrap ‘neath back and over shoulder, finger’s press in collar-cove; curl of her body in cave to the feel; eyes’ close then open of smile finding his returned; cicada song into cooling of night; heat’s keep in strong of their hold; keeping, making, whole embracing as tension freed from air between, strain’s erase as the space: alone, and together, again.