Friday, May 6, 2011

I am not an addict

but that does not mean I do not wish to feel your hair through my fingers
or your neck with my neck

your fingers like buried ice
or your touch like a spark against my thighs

that burning desire
that consumes me
does it not disturb you
as it does me?

why don't you stay
the way we did
that way
we could melt

fire to ice.

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