Inhale – deep – suspicious
under cotton clovers
in sharp seconds
a shiver – liquid skin
slithers down my spine
in wet pulse
I have your fingerprints
matched to mine
one – quick – minute
Time is essential – a sport
your goal
not mine
You kick – I lunge
inhale
a deep block
a curve over a thousand threads
stretched – an ultimate match
two pasts
two people
two moments connected
for one final win
maggiemaeijustsaythis 
I am SO glad you’re writing here again; I missed this sort of poetry, which is unique to you…
😉
gigoid
Three of these in the last two days? Looks like you’re on a role. Keep it up!
Often when I read poetry, people try to hard to put it in a form, or to kind of package it. This is the first time I have read poetry that felt like breathing – natural and with a rhythm I understand. Thank you for making me fall in love with poetry again. There is nothing nice than poetry with hear that isnt trying too hard. xx