Denial

Transient electric
Fluttering with the incandescence of a forest fire
I am immolated by your eyes
Safe confusion in the cool of your shadow
I fear what lies beyond your surface
Terrorized by the possibility of feelings that can have no home
I do not want
You
To know how I want
The taste of your skin on my lips
-EJoveJohnson

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s