greedy fingers
interlocking...
eyes fixed
in desire and longing.
cheeks flushed,
like a lost spring's
fallen blossom
close enough,
yet never touching,
as her cold breath
whispers and gnaws
the neck of another withered autumn
with her bellowed breast,
tongue and little warning,
she wets my lips
with one frigid kiss
and I'm thrown naked
to a cold dawn.
