phoenix

I'm standing

on the edge of a precipice and

the ground under my feet

is burning

 

your steps

and my cheeks

are burning

and then you touch

my arms

are burning

and you kiss again

my lips

are burning until red-hot

 

after that you touch

differently

and I'm burning

wholly

 

 

 

some day

I know

I won't rise from the ashes

Done