Untitled and Possibly Unfinished Poem

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