The Process

 

My soul and body are hot for you. 

  Passionate in flashes 

    at random bouts 

 

Sending shivers down my body 

  in the undulating winds 

   of your breath and eyes 

     against my skin

A Candlelit smoke, 

  Dancing shadows on the wall, 

As if you are chasing me. 

My entire body, limbs 

  and ignition 

has arisen as of late, 

Like the night's breath 

Upon my neck. 

Had I loved you then, 

  I would understand by now for what reasons.

Seasoning my every inhalation, 

  With your eyes on me

    at all times, 

I can feel you in my mind. 

My body, now tempers to your ignite, 

  Now permanently formed 

    To you alone. 

      By you. 

      Of you. 

Tempering my Glass. 

Alchemizing my porcelain. 

Strengthening our Bond. 

I see you now so clearly, 

  Through this looking glass 

   Now ours. 

Bonded & Formed 

  Permanently impressioned,

  only to shatter, 

 Should it lose its form.