BURN

a poem by RAC aka Saddletramp


There is only you, and the taste of skin;
Goose bumped and trembling;
Under moonlight pale, and spinning skies unending.


There is only us, locked here in this endless moment;
Muscles clenching and moaning sighs;
A tongues darting touch, like whispers from a heart flies.


There is only me, eyes like liquid glass finding purchase in starlight;
Here I am and I'm set to burn;
Sliding into you, quicksilver pouring fire and ice at a souls quivering turn.


There is only this, stars framing bodies stretched out on the ground;
One more night, and one final time;
One last burning memory, living there forever in your heart and mine…


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