Burn Together

Burn Together

A tasteful torture
your skin upon my lips
the ache for you
a siren song in my heart
a bit of insanity
in the hallowed halls
of my soul
your hands holding my head
fingers move along my face
like a warm wind
I touch you
sensations long forgotten
ashes long cold
you are my match
I am your flame
we burn

January 5, 2002
Tressa Lee Breen

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