in a fever
you twist my arm
on the deep end
you break me
only in dreams
do you fall silently
hands reaching for
something beyond this
sweat and arched backs
patience
none are victorious
in dreams you strike first
with a blow to the chin
then i pin you down
such a world wind of breathing
chuckle
to express your true nature
at heart
never too hard
we explore each passage
in another time