The second one I just wrote about Wrecked--Willow's perspective in case you couldn't tell by reading it. It literally took 5 seconds. So without further ado...
Cliché
An awkward silence
Some nervous laughter
A sharp intake of breath
Causing an anticipative shudder
The not knowing whose heart is whose
Then the closure
And you know
And it's right.
From Gentle to Extreme
When we made love
we floated.
When you left
I went to the ceiling
To try to get
the floating back.
A sharp break
From gentle to extreme.
I'm sorry.
"Living for thirty minutes at a time with a break in the middle for adverts" - Elvis Costello
"Traumatic... breasts" - But I'm a Cheerleader