I am the air—
kissing,
                 caressing
the creases of your clothes,
but trapped and restless
in your veins.

Desire is constant
It feeds, it breeds
Beneath the tough surface
Paying rapt attention to traces of chance

Beloved,
may my naked desire
rest in You
with delight.

All consumed by thoughts of you
Tied with chains
my heart in pain
I long for your touch your taste
body begs you to penetrate
It's like you can't hear or see what you do
So effortless yet you have no clue
my physical illnesses stem directly from you
head bangs of desire from chemicals that set my brain on fire
You're the air that feeds the flames
squeezed from my lungs
I'm locked in a haze
Waiting to be saved