Sleeping City

Our love awakes the sleeping city
dead of the night, spark of your touch sends me up in flames
bright fire burning down my spin
bruised lips greedy for shame
red-hot hands scorching the small of my back
lips smoldering sweet lies into my neck
breath hot against my skin
arms open to embrace regrets.
Fuck, I don’t know what to do with myself
except tear down all the walls around me
open up and let you in
forget ethics,
welcome sin.
Thud, thud, thud
our hearts beat in sync
I’m desperate for your touch;
skin contact isn’t close enough
I want more of you and less of me
I want to lose a sense of time and reality
I want to be the moment
feel the heat
capture the passion
savor our heartbeat
mesh together
until there is no you or me
only a glimpse of what we could be
if we fit together
perfectly.