Love Letters.

Dip your fingers in an ink made of flames.

Calligraphy across the blushing terrain of my back,

Dancing like fiery tunnels of wind along my shoulders,

You send ignited tidal waves up my spine,

Crashing over my head to the time of 

Our racing hearts. 

Why are your lips saturated with 

The sweetest strawberry wine,

And why have I become addicted?

Why are you the only anchor strong enough

To render me motionless, when I have been

Perpetually following a current to nowhere?

I am a pool of gasoline, and you a stray cigarette

Just the briefest of kisses can reduce this world to 

Ash and smoke. 

We are the most gorgeous form of dangerous,

You're a torch always hungry for fuel, and I'm

Begging you to warm me up.

Your eyes are aflame… Is it a reflection of my own,

Or are you on fire, too?

Are you going to stand by and watch me burn,

Or will you join me in the flames until 

We feel nothing but the heat between us,

Until we forget how it feels

To be frozen?

You trace your name in searing cursive along my body,

Don't whisper your lover letters to me

Write them from my neck to my hips with 

The sparks that shoot from your fingers

Until plumes of smoke rise from the pores in my skin,

Until we are not gas and flame, but one blinding explosion

One core of blazing heat, one rippling ignition that 

Melts the ice in our hearts, 

Until we hear them beating, 

Until we feel the blood in our veins again. 

Author's Note

I (might be) in love... Leave thoughts.

Reviews

[Valentine]

Perhaps you are. Course wild infatuations can leave a person that way too. Valentine

[Vanesa Markovic]

How lovely to read such hopeful and smitten words!
Brings a little extra skip to the ol' ticker.
Perfect subject aside, I'm always fond of poetry that involves another.
"And why have I become addicted?"
"Or are you on fire too?"
...
Oh, to be able to hear the replies!
-VM

[R Smith]

no might be about it, this is poetry of the heart and comes from the blossom of a new born love, every line melts the heart with its sheer delight of the joy of life and love :)

[Matching Socks]

Third stanza just rocked it! Awesome!
I so wish I had written that!

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Indeed, you're in love & you crafted a wonderful piece of work...

[Falling Leaf.]

If only he would confess to feeling something similar... Ah, well. Thanks for the read!

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

hmm he will, you're welcome!