Locomotion

I’ve paid my dues in

this unfamiliar territory,

but I cannot resist it

I cannot resist you.

Upon my breast

your breath lays heavy

fueling my indulgence

steaming my heart.

Saline stripes

lay tracks on broken capillaries

as my heart races

to meet your own.

Criss-crossing through the night

we transport our hearts of iron.

© 2000 by Michelle Ferris