Cinders

Kiss'd flesh 
She is 
A dagger in your chest 
The warmth on your lips 
When she whispers 
And blessed 
She's been 
A breath compressed 
The invitation to address 
To captivate the audience 
When she flickers 

So mad men we will be 
Til the bitter end 
And halfway home we'll think 
Of going back again 
To where her tongue slid so discreet 
Along your best hid thoughts 
Where your lungs swore "Mercy me" 
And your breath was lost 

And burning we have ever been 
Just friends until the sun turns in 
And when the shadows chilled your skin 
Her touch would wake you once again 

So made men we will be 
Til the sun comes up again 
And someday we will speak 
In the present tense 
Where her mouth would shape the world you loved 
And her eyes would burn in yours 
Where her touch would surely light you up 
And leave your cool heart scorched 

Cause kiss'd flesh 
She is 
A dagger in your head 
The swagger in your step 
When she beckons 
And so blessed 
We've been 
To share this exhaled life 
To stare with hell-froze eyes 
Toward the warming fires 
Of Heaven.