sjsprWriting

The edge of your mouth is a trigger

and all I want to do is tear my beating chest free

and say

Hit me with everything you’ve got.

I’m trying so hard to stand here

like candle lights and flicker softly

but you have flames raging

under my skin

and every perfectly executed

exhalation slipping past your lips

stokes me

I don’t mean to stop you

I promise every word you are saying to me

is the most important thing

I have ever heard

and I am listening

but all I hear are echos

silk flesh

sheets whispering

You have one chance

to tell me not to

but it’s only fair to warn you

I’m going to kiss you now,

and take you home later.