burn

the lines on your hands

are so small

so fragile

like the rain

you touch everything

so delicately

like a flower petal

landing on my tongue

your gaze is soft

your eyes never linger

your soul doesn't catch mine

your heart doesn't call

your heart doesn't call

where is the storm

fueled with black passion?

where is the thunder

striking in my core?

I want to see your fire

I want to see you burn

won't you rise for me?

won't you break your soul?

won't you break your soul?

take your shame and burn until it's ashen

suck love from my eyes until all is lust

release the howling wolf, embrace passion

ravage me, burn me, break my filthy trust

strike me with terror, harbor your rations

the haunting won't stop until all is dust

I melt like lead with your liquid, ruby touch

I burn in ice after your poisoned touch

this fever incinerates;

one together

one with each other

this is what I wanted

this is what I sought

come closer to me

come become mine

take me completely

the lines of your smile

are so bright

so bold

the light in your eyes

is so brilliant

so daring

your hand in mine

my heart in yours

everything

the love in your heart

is mine

only mine

Author's Note

hi
this sucks
bye

Reviews

[The Analog Kid]

I like it a lot. The first stanza seems a bit tethered to the rest of the poem. Otherwise, there is much robust imagery and passion.