Slight Resistance

Slight resistance
still remains
as her hands
reach to my face

She doesn’t touch
but feels the warmth
as I sing my song
with gasping breath

Then her lids
begin to drop
I cease my tune
and stop my rock

No scuffing pants
nor squeaky floors
not mumbly voices
or shutting doors

Her eyes are shut
her breaths are deep
the task at hand
nearly complete

One final turn
one shortened sigh
one loving gaze
one last goodnight

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