Constellations Between Us. Poem by Olorunkemi Kareem

Your mouth finds that secret place on my neck
Where my pulse betrays every hidden want,
And in that moment,
I forget every name but yours.

Your hands claim the curve of my waist,
Tracing slow circles that spark heat
Low in my belly,
Until I am soft and open under you.

The hush between us thickens,
Heavy with all we're about to lose,
All we're about to find—
A quiet that trembles with need.

When your skin slides against mine,
It feels like fire and forgiveness,
A question you ask with your mouth,
An answer I give with a gasp.

You move with a hunger that undoes me,
Like you already know
Exactly where my ache lives,
How to pull it free,
How to make me forget everything but this.

And when I arch into you,
There is nothing polite about it—
Just a raw, honest hunger
That feels holy in its urgency.

Your name is a broken sound on my lips,
Your hands a promise I never knew I needed,
And when it builds—
When everything inside me shatters into light—
I am not ashamed of how much I want you.

After, in the soft, wrecked quiet,
Our breathing tangled,
I look at you and know—
Of all the stars I could have reached for,

I chose your constellations.