amazing how, although
miles and miles away,
you can still see the stars glisten

makes you wonder if maybe
there’s something
miles and miles away

that can see the light inside
your soul

my entire body aches
from wanting
and needing your
ice cold touch
to engulf me
and ease the tension

euphoric paranoia
               accompanies your touch
as you finger your way
               under my skin
shadows on the curve
               of your neck
jitters of reality
               involuntary fantasy
caverns in my body
               unrecognizable reflections
disintegrating away
               maybe its your love
                            maybe its ****

Oh, how subtle a smile.
A gentle trace of what was once;
inside she is dying.

The burn

of the smoldering

embers of deceit

is eternal.