• Do you enjoy the game of taunting?

    Your breath flows cool upon my face.
    Gentle hands sweep across my skin.
    The moment our eyes meet I forget the setting, the place.
    Your crooked smile satisfies like an addict with heroin.

    Cautious and careful you don’t want me to break.
    You realize that I am fragile and easily broken.
    One wrong move and it would be your fatal mistake.
    Despite the dangers I long for your motion.

    A love acted upon can easily descend into hell.
    So can something so right when not carried through.
    I feel like a prisoner, shut off from the light by the doors of a cell.
    My soul is charcoal but could be ignited by you.

    I might more so enjoy our crossing.