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