With candleflames of my desires
i'll ignite love
on your sleeping skin

touching
those syllables of your body
the night alone can claim.


i wish i could creep
next to your creek
where buds open one by one

without the permission
of any sun.


if my hot waxed candle could speak
of the volcanoes beneath that leaps.

how fiery, how steep

But helas
breath and sleep in their ravines deep
have taken you far beyond my reach.