Beautiful on fire, passion,
Not for the faint-hearted
You stare at me, its danger
Usually demure, looking away
So angry, a dial

I can't help but stare
Lose myself, for a moment
Your voice, gorgeous
Drowned out by the contact
Not a moment for me usually
I have to take the time, appreciate
I love you in your passion

I kiss your lips, closed, locking lashes
Maybe head tipped back, always closed
Makes me wonder, do I kiss that well
You lose yourself in desire?
Maybe thoughts elsewhere

Wonder without guile

I love your smile,
Creases your eyes
Dark, then light
Browned by heat
Red on the fire

Emotion traps, caught between blinks
You say, your eyes show far too much
I am denied, but for anger
To look in to your eyes
Not hard to read without,
But to have the sky
And never look up