the sight of gorgeous matte
skin fills my eyes
the way your body dances
in the glow of the flames
candles light up
the dark
and ignite
our fevered fornication
engulf and melt
flicker and burn
you're clothed in the
finest of silk
but i desire you
in a smooth shell
a cocoon for you to
be reborn
it drips and stings
but you only send your eyes to mine
with a glare that matches
the purity of a whorehouse
and the lust of an arsonist
my girl,
dressed in wax
