A relaxed pressing of timed buttons

        Shocked by sensations of cooling night air.
Sensitivity just flares the right buttons. Tiny flicks
of a sigh as the night begins to fade.

       So tight are the muscles yet so relaxed they become.
Layers of stress just melt away in one setting.
Entertained by many parts unbound. So clear is the warming
of a room.

     So empty the noise is until a soft cry of joy offers
a payment. So far is the journey and often I find
the need to stop. Slowing then increasing as the
temperature notes a change.

     The pressing of the right buttons can just vibrate
throughout the room. Softly a giggle finds air. Traveling
as though in a tunnel the voice is heard.

     Tiny pieces are collected and so much is explained.
Here the seconds surpass and the confidence becomes
striking.

      Listen as the words become closer and the wind becomes
sparce. Holding out the hand, I find myself, scrolling
down until the right buttons are outlined.

      Praying ever so closely that the levels releases are
exciting, exhilarating. Indeed a moment to halt.

       Just once more I begin. The words, the coldness
that sits well upon the hope just weighs down. Highlighting
the true meaning.

       So there it is, the simplicity of a bit of hinted joy.
Rocking and thriving ever so strong. Still here is a
piece of the puzzle.

      Know me, understand this. Listen as the last bit
of me exhales and falls into an echo.

      Off to bed I go. Radiantly confident one or two
of my hopes appear. That several actually open the
day.