Lamp swinging above

The choosing door:

Moon song or silent sun?

Between your open palm are parting lips

A breathing that divides us
Coal fire turning ash, a red hot inhale

Don’t hold it!

Remember our flaming?

Nearing the lip, a cigarette furl
Now exhale

Your arms reaching for me

Night becomes morning

Move me
With your wild eyes,
Your blazing heart that burns through
My leather tears

Unclench, unfurl
And I will drop the stance

Of waiting for you
The swinging blade
Will slice away

Cancerous falsehoods

Catch me as I forever fall into your arms
Lest I turn to smoke.