Let's make this mess.
I will become a casualty.
A heart to break,
already tread upon.
Incinerate the excitement,
buried by the benal.
I utter with urgency,
swathe me in sinuosity.
Nevermind what's been belied.
Falling for the fallactious.
Aware of what I'm in.

I’ll remain stateless,
Sated with desire,
Felt the electricity igniting between,
You facing me, couldn’t remove the gaze,
Enflamed in the intensity,
Surmounting compulsion to connect,
Your unexpected touch,
Tugging at my clothes, at my heart,
Finding the route into the rabbit hole,
Swallowed with enthusiasm,
You lit a fire that I thought I could control,
Now I’m aching in the places that you gripped.

With no promise of a future,
I tried to take it in my hands,
But I am not strong enough to resist,
I keep tripping on the way down.

I can’t understand the analysis,
the logistics of how it unfolded.
I return to the moment your lips met mine,
and the silence that followed.
Your tongue stole the words.