~

It’s true that I feel a fervor for him right now.

But despite the urgent acceleration of desire, I plan to just linger here.

Stretch out in my burning house and appreciate the flames.

~

(his fingers trace slowly down the long side of my torso, raising chills

& his midsection bears down when I squirm beneath his touch

I pull him closer, wanting the weight of his chest upon me

& his hard-life eyes hover above mine in the half-light)

~

Soon the walls of this house will collapse.

Soon the structure will burn to the ground.

Soon.

Soon.

(but please, not yet)

~