The windows shatter

shards of glass falling down
like a sprinkle of snow

digging into my skin, into my veins

and the room is painted in shades of red
crimson, scarlet, rose and blood

and we're breathing in smoke

my fingers threaded into your hair,
your kisses are like sweets
sugar melting in my tongue

intoxicated with your eyes

your bones shivering under my sharp nails

baby, my lungs are turning charcoal black