Lost in Passion

Love rages on and in this fire, I feel naked.
In love, I find myself raw and in this life, I am a wolf
in rage, and in the direction of a star, to find,
a death, at the howling of a moon.

In life, we find remorse all the time,
To see red that becomes blood in what is found in me,
of that I find that I look at this blood all the time,
and in that moon, I see my eyes naked and turned to stone.

I am life in you, my life, and in my love, I find passion in me,
be my star and my life and you will love that finds you in,
a life unbound and new to the touch, and in the star that is mine
I am new life in you to find the touch in my eyes.

Be passion to me, my love, and be of distance my mouth,
In you, I find that cat that comes calling on her knees,
in the distant seas and a charming space between the knees,
atop a wood grained cabinet under the moonlight, if you please.

Delineate in me all that I see in you and tell me of sweet joy,
of pleasure unbound and the calling of your name,
as the screams bound in your calling of my sweet hands,
as the honey comes dripping from the sweetness of your lips.