I am a pool of fragile hard heartedness
Lying stagnant upon the horizons bank of desire;
Your temperature rises as mine recedes
And breaks into a fervor of sickly palm sweat.

You are the butterfly alight to lustful lingerie
Pealing the petals back one velvet touch at a time;
My fingers falter as yours masterfully crescendo
And splatters the paint upon parted nether lips.

We’re phoenix dust simmering after the flash of fire
Whisked gently over the barren rocks of burnt decay;
Our seeds burst, germinating under star marked time
And arouse at waning light to blood the radiance reborn.