Smoke
The urge ignites in me again
To feel your fire at my fingertips
Between your delicate folds
Your aura is a fog of indulgence
Swirling around my vulnerable head
Clinging to my clothes and hair
When I claim you with my kiss
You graze the back of my throat
Slide down and fill me and pollute me
Then pull back and leave me empty
In and out again, the sin repeats
Until the burning ends in release
I'm left with a breath of ashes
The remains of what-might-have-been
Funny how we’re most alive
The moments that we’re dying
© 2007
written while supposedly studying for my finals back in college
To feel your fire at my fingertips
Between your delicate folds
Your aura is a fog of indulgence
Swirling around my vulnerable head
Clinging to my clothes and hair
When I claim you with my kiss
You graze the back of my throat
Slide down and fill me and pollute me
Then pull back and leave me empty
In and out again, the sin repeats
Until the burning ends in release
I'm left with a breath of ashes
The remains of what-might-have-been
Funny how we’re most alive
The moments that we’re dying
© 2007
written while supposedly studying for my finals back in college