Nerves Afire On nights of hot, scented sex appeal Riding fast into morning kisses of dawn, I gaze across the supple sweet skin Of your youth - Of my want - Yes it's true, I DO stare when you look away; Into crystal dark, silky smooth, ruby laden eyes, My soul bleeding out across my face Too fast for me to hide, So I turn away. But I will bleed for you, for your breath, It speaks to me, Through pain, crying lightly, futile passion To be sought, wanted this way, Devoured whole. Nerves afire Drawing me forever closer Brushing against your lips, My lips, To yours. © 1999 BSS. April 23, 1999 12:23am CDT