light pours out of your eyes your skin radiates heat your senses seek to feed the fire with the scent of skin the meeting of eyes the heat and damp of breath the electricity of another body and lips so close that if you turned your head you could finally learn what they taste like
i am dreaming falling, flying weightless then in the grasp of gravity its heavy hand tugs me back toward the earth where i belong but i will be free i soar into the sky the sun may melt these meager wings i may plunge into the sea but if that is the price i would pay it