Fire Poem by Tracy Craighead

You tease me because you know I'm coming undone
My head is spinning like a tornado and my thoughts are wild
I am full of fire and a feverish desire,
Do I scare you?

I must say, I am afraid of myself.
A constant aching pain of absolute lust
torments my every waking moment.
A passionate trip, a definite must
but you pull away and make me beg
for this thing that I need so much.
I am so desperate for your touch.
My skin is lonely and bare,
an empty craving, a sickening solitude
that never ends…
I just need a friend in the night,
and you can leave when the sun wakes up.
I want very little from you
but you give me nothing, and nothing is what I expect
I want that thing that I had, years ago…
to be satisfied when I go to sleep,
your body resting, having given its best to me.

To lie in a sweaty peace, satisfied beyond belief
watching you slumber, wanting more
I am careful not to disturb, but I gently nudge you
to get what I want again, you will oblige
rest for the wicked finally arrives.
Rescued from this disease,
seduction complete.
My mind at ease.