Sparked

Sparked
ignited, this fuse is
lit and burning, blazing
startling

trailing a path
up my spine
down my heart
across the small of my back
along the nape of my neck

Hot and bothered
trying to maintain
cool and calm
while passion erupts
boils over
broils and bakes
bubbles and lifts
erupts
pouring and
running slowing down the insides
trickling like
melted wax dripping slowly
solidifying but
melting again and
molding to the unique, identifiable
thick and masculine
form
of you