Upward in sitting rest, hands and arms in brace behind, Anna’s tongue sped in fast and lightness of flicker to end and tip of his, his body leaning over; fast, swift jostle of her open breasts as he touched her in her spread. Speeding, speeding, speeding, lighter and faster in flicker until deep and strong as wave of feeling came. Only then, he shifted place, bringing himself too. She strong in her feel, open still; smooth and full of swoon as legs took into wrap, arms’ embrace of same—alive in the one-love bond.
After, spirits settled, aware of place again; songs of the birds in roost of the trees, sunlight through open door—home again—in place amongst the trees.