White-Hot Rhythms

Can I bathe myself in the essence of you
can I have this opportunity to linger
in passion's perfect presence?
Can I once again writhe under your reflections?

Without you I can see clearly through the fog of my thoughts
and catch a glimpse of your words on the wind.
When can I ignite this roaring flame again?
When will this chamber feel the glistened flesh
that presses flesh to skin........
and deep within the fire rages and glides
for you, oh love, to be inside.

Please hide yourself within my chambered heart
and slide along the folded lips
a breath, a touch a tip....