La petite mort

Electrify me with your love.
I cannot breathe, I cannot move.
Paralyzed by your inner touch.
It is cold and warm and quiet 
And, oh, so loud.
I bite down on my hand - hard
just to remember that I exist.
At the tips of your fingers
I turned into one million pieces
And with a thrust of your hips,
you put me together again.
Share your breathing air with me!
Wake me up with a soul-shattering kiss!
There are no thoughts; 
This little death
silenced my overthinking mind
I shiver and quiver,
and gasp until I see the light.
I feel it in every cell, I am
electrified by your love.