I danced with the devil,
he could really cut a rug.
Couldn't sway me though.

I was at your party,
I came home with leftovers.
Your kiss wrapped in foil.

Behind sunglasses,
your soul is incognito.
Your intentions blurred.

Hold me
With the gentleness
You would give
A flickering candle

Touch me
As tenderly as you can
As if you are operating
On an open wound

Kiss me
As hurriedly as you wish
As if we aren't going to get
One more singular moment