touch

touch

darken your eyes

behind a veil of blossoms

merely glance to the fire above

feel the warmth

as it whispers your name

it asks for none other

but you must not 

set yourself aflame

speak to it

with only a guiding hand

hint at its secrets

but hold them in your heart

your lips

they will part

but not to leave kisses

your heart

it will quicken

only to be stopped

touch

the petals shower

you with a radiance so bright

the warmth is enough

to linger you watch

behind darkened eyes

under a veil of blossoms

it is fitting that you dance alone

it is fitting that you are untouched

Author's Note

yep