No Air

This outing is intense.
I learned the reality of love.
It may not always feel right,
But it certainly is real.

It is really happening
Know more then she needs it too:

She stands above him, on her knees.
Stuttering with her warm heart.
She is waiting for you to hold her below
Her pelvis like you usually do.

But you have gone, away from the
World you created.
I can’t help you because I can’t get out.
I never asked because I wasn’t aware
We would eventually come to this.

I focus on his breathe in my mouth,
We ran out of air.
I was dreaming before,
When he left our bubble.

Nervous, for the next dream
When I’m truly myself; weak.