Night - lovers

You fall into bed at 11 too tired even to sleep. Your arms wrapped around, legs entangled with. At 1, you're spooning until the contact along the length of your bodies almost forces conjunction.

At 2.30 you wake to touch hard, wet, unaware, and join again and again.

At 4 you fall away from each other, momentarily sated, still tired, still longing for touch.

Then, to hear, smell and feel a breath, and to grasp and gasp, aching in your skin and bones.

At 6 your arousal keeps you locked together. One more trial to reach completion struggling through skin.