I can still feel your fists on me
beating me, pounding on my chest
screaming until you collapse into my arms
and the violence
dissolves into tears

I can still feel those tears on me
wetting me, falling to my skin
crying until, at last through swollen eyes,
you can see I know the
pain of all your fears

I can still feel your lips on me
tenderly, your touch upon my skin
warming me like the sun heats the rocks
dancing as I feel
your soft caress

a touch of your passion
what I seem to require
a touch of your passion
the intensity of love
that evokes
my desire