Their room was dark and quiet

The sound of a lighter

Cut through the black

Followed by an image

That’s been burned behind my eyelids

Since I kissed them goodbye

The flame beneath their pierced nose

Caught the floral arrangement in their hand

And lingered in their eyes’ reflection

The flame within my chest

Singed my self control

And longed to intertwine our fire

SWD 06/2019