I'm going to touch you
so ******* hard.

I wonder if they ask her
about the bruises around her neck.
The ones just under the line of her jaw,
dark smudges of broken blood vessels
eerily resembling the shape of my hands.

I wonder if they notice
the way she stepped softly and wide
for days after I took her inside
of the tent last weekend
on that one rainy night.

I ponder if they see
the peculiar way she looks at me
or the lights in her eyes
when I say that she's
all mine.

Lovely though it was,
the grace of wakefulness
took that light from me.

The more I try to grasp it back
the more it seems to evade me,
receding deeper into my mind.

But my body still remembers fine,
sweaty and aroused with a throbbing
sensation down south of my equator.

Good morning life,
good night sweet love,
may you return tonight.

Return to my sleeping eyes
so my body may remember
just one more time.

Inside her, exists a glowing sun
A star burning brightly, scorching,
her fingers are ten lit torches
her seductive Midas touch

Feel the healing, comforting burn
as she whispers into your ear
that you're the one she yearns for
Your skeleton melts into puddles
on the floor

With just one kiss, from her
radiating lips, your energy returns,
and you feel life's embrace again
succumb to glowing star light
the universal voltage  

It's dangerous to flirt with
the glowing beauty of another's heart
but to feel alive is worth the pain
together we'll become art