Each kiss
A strike
Of lightning
Felt
A strike
Of lightning
Felt
 Your hand
Is at
My throat
 Your teeth
Have bit
Upon
My lip
 My breath
Is hoarse
And short
 You grip
Fine bones
And tender skin
 Your eyes
Have made
Me still
 A flash
Before
Your mouth
Comes down
 To mark
That we
Are one.

