forelsket

heat

the tips of your fingers are matches and as you drag them down my body my skin ignites in flames

and i lay beneath you as i start to burn, your fingers continue to move on to the under side of my wrists and the soft spots of my ankles;

you watch me with your golden eyes and a smile touches your lips as you slowly watch me char

and when the inferno begins to touch my heart i whisper 'i love you' as you finally run to grab water

but it's too late.