I'm taking the drug again.
His lips,
Red-hot and dewy.
Reflecting the moonlight,
Mashing up my memories,
Smashing my conscience into
million smithereens.

Gashes re-bleed,
but I am empty.
A slash for a kiss,
seems fair.

"Come and get the fire"
So you said.

"Prove to me you're truly fire."
So I said.

"How?"
Thus you asked.

"Come and burn me."
Thus I smirked.

I'm taking the drug again.
His lips,
Red-hot and dewy.
Reflecting the moonlight,
Mashing up my memories,
Smashing my conscience into
million smithereens.

Gashes re-bleed,
but I am empty.
A slash for a kiss,
seems fair.

"Come and get the fire"
So you said.

"Prove to me you're truly fire."
So I said.

"How?"
Thus you asked.

"Come and burn me."
Thus I smirked.