body

I will love you
Just a little
Past the moment
I die
After my body stops
And my brain grows cold
A few neurons will fire
Dimly in the darkness
And those neurons
Will be memories and thoughts
Of you

Beauty such as this
evokes the most carnal
of spirits
desires beastial
but also draws out
the stolid knight
the dreamer
and the poet
beauty like this
inspires
body and soul

You are
Softly feline
In your features
With swift
And playful grace
In your movements
Your body begs
for slow strokes
to curve your body
back

Flame is gentle
in its path to making you
brittle
Slowly pulling away
the water from your flesh
to leave you cracked
and you'd bleed
if your blood wasn't
salty dust
and you'd cry
if tears could come
from sunken and dry
eyes