Today

With each spastic flash,
The blinds ignite in glowing light,
While the sky growls and whines
Like a starving stray mutt,
Sniffing for alley rats to dine upon.

Ferocious wind paws at the glass,
Like the hands of gray and ghastly
Translucent spectres--
Rendered shapeless,
By he who outlasts,
The blasting sands of time.

The rain pitter-patters,
Faster and faster,
Against the cracked windowpane,
While your heart flitters and flutters,
Against my rose-red cheeks of blood.

Your fingers trace the contours,
Of my spine's topography,
Delicate little digits,
Dainty and svelte,
But imbued with red-hot electricity,
Zapping my soul alive.

My skin stung by a beehive,
I've never climbed this high--
Please just let my resting head,
Remain on your thumping thighs,
Planted in the earth of the bed.

I do not care that
Tomorrow I will have to be Atlas. 
I do not care that
Tomorrow you may be in a grave.

It's all irrelevant.

Just love me for today.
Even if today is only a few nights long.