Passion burning in my chest
flames licking at the walls of my gut
sweat sliding down my throat
the air i breathe, heavy with condensation
weighing down my lungs
lungs that i have often used
but now i find myself unable
unable in your pressence to complete such a simple task
your eyes branding your vision in my lids
so even when i try and sleep
you are there
in dreams that scald the back of my skull
in fantasies that ricochet into my brain
torturing the folds of thought
memory-filled magma oozing through my veins
each contraction of my heart
pumping pain and pleasure through my system
my mind bending beneath the blood pressure as it rises
rises like the sun with the same heat and intensity
my ears ringing with a silent symphony
a symphony played across my heart strings
in accompaniment to your voice
a voice like liquid glass
hot as it coats my soul
and cools to create a fragile being
a being that yearns for the heat and sweat and steam
a being that ties knots in its stomach
to contain acid-covered butterflies
a being that longs for the burn
