your face,
the vibrant lights,
youth in the flesh.
how pleasant the moment
as our lips collide
in soft tremble,
a collision of atoms
that happens before our eyes.
the magnets melting
as your skin contacts mine,
in quiet crescendo
there's saturated sunrise.
i'm clean out of air beneath my ribs,
it's all gone,
as i started to rue,
but how it feels to rest to eternal bliss.
my cheekbone crashes into the pillow,
pink and soft,
as your patient lips
in pillar light, in unraveled waves
of electricity that bends your spine.
embrace the delicate portrait of the moon
as i'm wandering through your place
in negligee,
you let your fingertips drift astray
over and over, finding a new home
and feeding the flames once again,
exhaling the kerosene gently,
burn out!
