the heavy pressure
of the presence of your body in the room
moving
O love,
is the end of my
imaginings
this late afternoon
feeling again at this window
the sensation of weight received
in that displacement
the small waves
lapping against me
constantly
I’m not sure if I am reading this correctly. Is he saying she has become a bit more than he can bear? Or not?
I read it as the act of lovemaking.
Okay. I have changed my mind . . . I think.