The D Spot

white hot searing lights
cool chills and flashes of heat that grow
more and more
intense.
Hands grabbing, seeking purchase
as mind and body take flight.
there is a loss of self and sense of place
time is all time and only
right now.
a rising and then deep drop
a rollercoaster, if you will.
breathing rushes, pulse quickens
nerves tense like
well-stretched rubber bands
threatening to break and
oh, desire the break.
shivers turn to shakes turn to
sighs
warmth surrounds, suspends, envelops
self is gone
drowing sense is all that is left somewhere
left of the stars and
beyond that fabled rainbow.
Floating floating and then slowly drifting
down
to
earth.
Praying to be caught
and held
in strong arms.