you’re burning up.
What terrible fever have
I put in you?
the fever burns you
in and out of love.
Damn it baby, I want your fever too.
Your skin hot on my tongue,
your breasts like flame,
your violent whimpers
scratch like thorns.
The louder you get,
the closer I come to a star of agony.
Beautiful mama, I’m burning up.
What terrible fever have you put in me?
I want your disdain,
I want your coy hips,
I want your blood’s exhaustion,
I want the anarchy of your dark sheets.