I love the way you tease.
The way desire becomes inevitable.
You leave your mark where language fails—
with teeth,
tongue,
cock.
You douse
the dirtiest corners of my mind
with gasoline.
Now strike the match.
Watch it catch.
Watch me burn.
I love what you draw out of me.
I love how you see.
I love everything that you are.
You set fire to me.
