In my mind,
I dim the light
Let you glow
In the flicking
Of candles,
The shine
In your eyes
Or on your lips
Like wild fire.
I am the forest
Through which
Your flames rip
In the dim light,
I touch your bare
Shoulder with
My finger tips,
My callouses against
A surface so smooth
I ach from contact,
Feeling sparks rise.
In the dim light,
I bend close
And touch your lips
With mine,
Measuringthem
The way a tailor
Might to see
How well they fit,
How good you taste,
How potent being
Near you is.
In the dim light,
I lay you down,
My hands on
Each shoulder,
My chest against yours,
Feeling the earth
Tremble as
We come
Together
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