I want to live in the space where our vapors coalesce.
I want to take your fingernails from their beds and sleep there
Until your hair licks the fleshy backs of your knees.
I want to gnarl my fingers through that hair;
Drag you through the mud and
Scrape your knees to the bone.
I want to pound every knot in your spine flat
With clenched fists, iron like the hammer.
I want to drown in the blacks of your eyes
And drink the red of your lips.
I want to plunge into your muscles
Until their fatigued spasms carry me through your body.
I want to set your marrow on fire
Just to watch you dance.
Your limbs too long
Skin too pink
Soul too gone
