Bare skin
Warmed by the sun
The words swim like
The light and I steal
Glances like sips of cool water
Fuel for the fire which
Smoulders
Blazes
Flames licking at my
Insides but controlled
With each breath
At every turn
Willing to take
Use
Fill you with the
Force of intention
This rough handed animal
You make of me
All without doing
Much anything at all
Except
Surrender
MB Blissett 