suffocate me with your scent

bare-chested in the kitchen

vanilla and honey and flour

and hand prints against

pale flesh, i dig teeth into

your neck because i want

to consume you like the

ocean swallows the sun

night after night after night,

the moon pulls but never

wins but i, whirlwind of

hot breath against regions

accustomed to darkness,

find purchase and climb you

to settle against your peaks

and watch the sunrise from

your valleys.