Monday, May 16, 2011


You're dangerous
Evocative of the original sin
A habit that borders on addiction

My experience of you has become visceral
Cautious, as a beast hunting in the daylight hours
Feline instinct beneath the skin of a snake

I vibrate under habitual release
Wet, and paper thin at my center
I feel you pressing against me with the weight of your need

Secret and intimate

Collapsing breathless

I have lost my voice again