No Need To Rush, Is There?

You ask, sweetly, serenely.
Almost smugly.
No. There is no need to rush.
But there is a need.
A need to reach the moment
when we leave our Noel Coward
Wannabe personas behind.
Where I hear the sound of your breath
Catching for the first time.

That moment

where the banter,

the intelligence

and the sexuality

have simmered on low

for too long

and now have started towards

A rolling boil. 

No rush at all,
but I know you are
Thinking about the moment
when energy sent and received
Will make your breathing grow ragged,

I want to hear it too.
I want your body to spasm and buck.

 No need to rush.