She Stares
When she takes breath
And fuels her self sacrificing flames,
Her carbon-dioxide – translucent rays
Cascade through oxygen, scorching
The atoms, weighing them down
Until they smash into the dirt,
Blowing up a tiny fuss, a radius
Of crimson scars.
Not content she licks my arms and face,
Leaves a trail, attracting to her stare
She is no fool and cannot be distracted
By factor thirty.
She dances with the wrinkles on my skin,
Licks me harder,
Strips me bare.
Copyright © Phil Naylor | Year Posted 2005
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