Fingers trace paths only you dare to mark,

Every thought of you ignites the spark.

My body trembles, begging to be undone,

In your hands,
I know I’ll come undone.

You settle under my skin,

not as a whisper,but a flame
searing, raw, alive.

Every memory, a pulse

between my ribs.

You’re the ache I welcome,

the slow burn that spreads.

I am undone by the weight of wanting,

the way your name blooms in my mouth,

a prayer and a sin all at once.

No storm can match this hunger,

no quiet could tame it.

Let it take me.

Let me drown in the heat of you.