moment

mask my feeling

before it reaches my face

but it finds its way

my fingers pressed

against your skin

gentle and powerful

sometimes

the depth of want

means

i could

put you between my teeth

and fucking shake you

break you against the force

of my will

a moment’s surrender

and it is done

across your threshold

soak my fingers as you

say my true name

tear you away from

the ordinary world

and into mine

being born

dying

in the same

shining

moment.