Erotic Poetry: Sulphur Is Love

Sulphur Is Love

need moves me to burn
in gracious generosity

i spark
        then glow familiar feelings

move ember
         to smolder
                  to smoke
 
shallow sighs suck sweetly
on the singed flesh of friction

in a flight of processional breaths
I take a flint of you to spark my focus
combine my conscience moments

combustible
          spontaneous
                     torch