You are fire

 + you are fire +
Lines on interest
Borders of this discussion
Waver between what we say
And the feelings we would transmit
A coveting touch of hand
Distracted metaphor snarled
On the intensity of your cleavage
The entire act of being sound
A civilized conversationalist
Dissolving before the full import
Of your simple beauty
Intensity of my interest
World beyond the shades of your skin
Has no meaning or relevance
Could not tell you what I see
Describe each curve and edge of beauty
Is as if you were a blazing star
And in staring too deeply
Blinded myself as wrapped
In sheer intensity of your fires
As if I were Prometheus
And fire in my grasp
Such hot golden amber flames
Which burn me so fiercely in my hope.