The way tough butter melts on
a warm sizzling pan
-has nothing
on the tender warmth of
my solid heart after
her soft lips curl across her
beautiful face.
How is it, my love
that you make
my heart melt
and my mind go blank
as if miles don't exist,
and time could never catch us,
I can not wait to be next to you,
and watch your lips
as you watch me sizzle and
drain away into the pulsing cracks
of your heart
where I hope no matter how
hard you try
you can not
scrape
away the remanence of my
love
and my
soft tender words.