Combustion

Those kisses on my skin
Have burned into me
Learning to know you
And the touch of your lips
Feels right in a way that
A match does when it touches a wick
The wick can't help it,
but it is compelled
Compelled to drink in the flame
Your touch ignites possibilities
Chemical yearnings
Not a wildfire
But a brightly burning flame
The kind that keeps you warm
All winter
The kind you can trust
Trust to light the room, light my soul
There is an energy
Of emotion, of longing, of need
Sparks and gasoline kind of passion
Tempered by this deep feeling
That you're my home fire
Igniting my heart
And that these flames we create
Have a resting place
A hearth where they can safely dance
Together