Poem

Liquid fire
racing up my veins
driving my pulse
forcing the beat of my heart
in rapid cadence
as I think of you
I grind against the vine
stretch taught my mind
and yet..
nestled in my heart
exciting my daydreams..
is your beautiful visage
your talented hands
your smoldering eyes
that delightful smell
I close my eyes and it is there
you are there
with your boundless love
but..
when I open them
when I open my eyes
I wake up..