There’s a pit of fire that swells with delight,Bright inside, encased in glass.
The brittle shelter breaks,
or melts, in this case.
tickles of passion, trickery, remembering
Painful teasing, pleading, pleasing-
With time. With patience, I sigh
In disobedient frustration
I swallow my cries, blink back my
Widening eyes, time is made the most of.
Quickly, cozily, I stay wrapped in blankets
Cradled in softness missing your finger tips.