Ashes

[divided_poet]

Turn the linens, feeling light
Fingers grasping, making right
Breath and air, lungs are tight
Save the feelings for other nights

Ash to ash and dust to dust
My door closed on the two of us
Tongue to lips and teeth to skin
Air to breathe and breath to win,

Don't turn it out for you
I tried to undo you
You tried to undo me too
tried to undo me too

Skin to sheets and light to shades
Fingers grasping, making safe...houses
Smoke to burn and rush to feel
Dancing chapped lips move to heal

And when the smoke begins to clear
I could feel safer here...now
But the day has come to rise
But the day has come to rise

As the doors close on light
Our forgets are for the night.