Love Poem: Dangerous

Dangerous

The dust of your skin purple vented
pale gloss in a fevered solstice of sweat
I dare not forget
heavy arching lifted for
how the language of whips shuddered
through your hips

Damnation spent in scarlet lips
wet painted slash jet-black
I can only breathe
burn in those traces tousled hair
devouring and consumed impetuous witch
lost to spell crafts dangerous

Reticence murdered by a fevered palm
slaughter by imperative sighs quivering  
you dare not release
the vanishing rush of two into single 
cool flow waters tendency to fire
scatters every fingers tip in a wilderness of desire