Like a dress
To the floor...
Skin popping and crackling-
The air sizzling.
Hearts banging in cages
Beating on ribs
To be set free...
The complete death
Of mystery.
Sweat evaporates.
Humidity palpitates.
Imaginations vibrate.
Sitting still
But moving closer.
Glued to madness.
Thirsty for insanity.
Bliss without ignorance.
Flame navigating to flame.
Trapped in a bottomless hell-
Singed souls the smell.
Arms opened wide
As the mind...
Caught
In limitless thought...
Quenching the drought
In parched throats
Drenched in desire.
The reckless balance
Of a Phoenix
Asleep on a high wire....
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