wavelengths rehearse their dance for me
a meek and assuming afternoon
no lover has lost their remorse
and no mistress was ever dethroned
absorbed by the power and blindly submitting
so sing to me, let it be me for today
and each day after this
can be swiped from our grasp
but, honey, I'm still so obsessed!
as ashes emerge from a raging hot storm
I inhale and am deliberately consumed
she's no witch, but you'll burn
she's no god, but you won't be absolved
the screech of your voice takes me ten levels deep
love, I fear I can still sketch your face from my brain
each indent and curve, it's permanently burned
into a chamber of connection
a connection never experienced
break the ice, break a woman
lay all your affections to rest.