Consumed

Like a light mountain breeze you blow through my mind. A thought of you in your night gown toys with my sanity as I am split between being here and there.

It is not refuge I seek but flames.

Shades of red, orange, and yellow flicker and flare engulfing my tender flesh in heat, a passionate sweat. How luscious your lips, how deep your eyes. How bright your smile, how smooth your thighs.

The nectar of your love I long to taste. Until that day arrives I will survive on memories that shall not waste.