I saw madness in his hands
shaped like a path straight to me
straight thru me
I pretended
I was shy
He thought he knew me

Fingers stained
primary colors
                               he'd told this story before
and bold strokes,
he painted his home

Across my skin
a wilderness
awakened
while my eyes
closed                  to heat with no sun
He whispered
thru the trees
Once Upon A Time
causing the leaves to rustle
and shake
making me
lose direction         I was lost
forget I was
civilized

Sense[s] turned savage
I moved against him
stealing his story
with friction
and cannibal drums
Quick breath
                        words without manners
devouring his pallet
till the colors ran together
wet and
undistinguished
He became lightening then
heavy pulses of
electric and heat
swallowed
I was thunder