Heat filled days that smolder
the air lapping like tongues of flame
breathing becomes harder to control
each touch a burn to the skin
The flames continue into the night
nothing takes the burn away
now inside and out the fire consumes
rest and start again
The fuel of pent up yesterdays
waiting for the flames to lick
tasting the untouched the fire spreads
leaving behind only the smolder
In the embers the fire is still hot
hidden waiting for the next spark
the next breath so passionately breathed
the burn of this desire