let's make this clear
in subtle tones
and ample actions:
"you can't embarrass me,
sweetheart ...
you'll just feed the fire."
smooth smoke filled words
pressed against my paint covered
fingernails long without praise
and recognition.
it's been too long.
open up those heartbeats
to a motion familiar
with caressing and impressed
tidal waves
i've tattooed along my forearm.
rush into me and let it rain
fire storms of emotion
and whirlwinds of misunderstanding.

you burned me once.
i'll fight it twice.