If you saw me chase after you like sparks dancing inside of a whirlwind,you'd understand the ways I reach outwithout ever extending a hand. Nothing to torch your flesh with, I have ways of my own to bind the unknown places in you where all light has receded. The chambers in your heart grew too turbulent to hold on to such glows. The cold has flooded you there before, imprinted every embrace with suspicion when arms would...

I'm exposed beyond bare skin whenever we make love, the unfinished corners and shards of what we were all fold into one another. You don't see the insecurity in my eyes, I'd rather you look with those dark curious pools and only see a sky reflected, the nebulas and pulsars that burst together. I'd rather you see what desire finds a way to give form to, intangibilities built from one moment after another that we let go unc...

You know the tracts that make me,from the deepest buried root to every glowing point in the sky,I can always sense you in my proximityLike a whisper of your name over and over,gently thrumming against bone and tissuewith a longing that overtakes my body and mindand every delicate bridge between the two.I've explored you with the same unceasing fascination,the same flaring hunger to know each inlet as attraction's inexplic...

I can absorb every signal when I'm close to you this way, the breath exhaled now as constant as the wind whispering through our seams. There's a silence between each breath, a stillness I sometimes forget to hold, that used to matter to me the most. Being able to witness the world around us and inside you cease, being able to hold its essence within my every molecule. Just a few words can light this torch, the ripples can...

Our time together blooms in fevered placesof pulled curtains and close whispers,a darkened room where our hands mimic the familiar as we learn to take one another.We cannot leave evidence in our hearts, though,of the way this longing will mark us.I won't question the wine I taste when your lips race to cover mine,you won't question how quickly I make you tremble when my fingersslide and flutter deep inside you.Even when w...

You've become the only current in me, infinite and unguarded with every embracethat makes it impossible to really know where you end, where I begin. I've become threadbare inside this, unable to know continents by their shapes, forgetting all the territories you've claimed because a name's memory cannot form alongside a scorched earth policy. There's a certain peace in such a surrender, there's a rage in such ownership. Y...

Desires breathe, oblivious to the confines of seasons, this need for you never feels time ticking away, it's never been eclipsed by our silence or measured by whatever dangerous precipice that our joining may push us to. You've rendered me speechless in the dark, a jolting impact and rush that fuses, I wish that such heat could mold you to me, make me the steady wick trapped while melting wax cools, shapes itself into per...

You may only get to see what I want to show you, I cannot name this heat, this pull between us, but hands can ask the body anything, its darkest and sweetest yearnings laid out through the beating within your veins. Within a flowering threshold surrendering the deepest secret you've owned,whispered to me in the most hesitant timbre. But you shouldn't already know the wordsbefore they have a chance to escape lips, the ghos...

Bodies succumb to a dark rush, a delicate dance of surrender, the unlatched door we race to seize. The quivering need pulses across time, across maps to reach where I lie, where I jealously keep you to myself, the fume to surround this being, all of this aching want for you. All of the ways I would take you play as feverish reels, secret snapshots of you pressed up against a wall The thin layers that separate us, torn off...

I'm terrible at making small talk, the fumblings with introductions, the polite dance around countless casual conversations. It makes me nervous to merely graze the surface. I'm better one on one, whether on a silent walkthrough the cool spring night when your hand slips into mine, or when you lie so close that every breath warms my face. That's a language I can understand, the subtle nuances flickering in your gaze befor...

I think of smoothing those gorgeous locks away from your face to make room for my hands, for both of them to cup your face and feel your luminescent eyes hold my gaze. There are such contrasts living in them. Something so sweet and caring. Something so hungry and naughty. Something that longs for your body and heart to be swept in the same intimate and primal frenzy. They were the first thing I noticed about you, the firs...

White velvet petals, strewn upon a sea of grass. Inky night sky gives way to the pale pinks, the deep rose of morning. Dew upon the petals, each drop a glistening jewel, illuminated by that Golden orb. Slow heat spreading as the sun reaches its peak. A softly blowing breeze moans through the trees Volume increases, the crisis now past. Evening sky surrenders to dark Crushed velvet petals softly perfume the night. I was ch...

I became fire to find you,to spread heat over every crevice,every deep fold of the earth.This burning feels endless and barely contained,a premonition of the ashes that may come,of knowing that men may not be able to wield power over such ancient elements.And I believe you attempted to impart this message once,I only remember the moments now as flickersstrobing within dreams when you became lightning dancing across the sk...

It fans the flames throughout me even more to know the possibilities are infinite, we are absolutely malleable this way :as an idea, a pure construct, entities that sweep over one another. So let my words take you, syllables racing over hot flesh take root inside as engines, fueled with a hidden lust contoured around each sentence. It's just as real as any other longing to need you this way, to crave the right assembly of...

There is a distance that can be mapped along skins,the geography between us when parting,when our words unintentionally carve cold spacesthat can trace a dark side we just found the existence of.Places left scorched and unattended,I try to remember what burned there,what bound lonely flesh too closely to tell apart.Maybe I need the tension between us,like invisible cables tightening,pulling us by our needy pores,I'm on th...