One single breath
Whispers of pleasure
Hands gripping tighter
Clawing at something to squeeze

Tickling down my spine
A feeling
Unknown to me
Known to many other

My breath getting quicker
I move with a rhythm
Up and down
Clenching for release

My fingers digging desperately
For some sort of ending
Groping, turning, yearning

I give up
Nothing ever comes with it