I cannot see your face,

only feel your breath.

My heart

searches the darkness,

open to the night rain

like the lilies of Casablanca.

You take my breath into your own

seeking sweeter, fiercer nectar.

I am lost in you.

Swimming in your dusk and dreams,

unlacing where my body ends

and yours begins.

My hunger rises.

You tease me with a whisper

of night shadows on my skin

and the rain, no longer soft,

plays across your chest,

drumming through your valleys

like Tlaloc’s jewels untouched

until my thirst can wait no longer.

Drinking deep from your wells.

Lighting fires on your hilltops.

Your scent

heavy as lava deep within the sea,

pouring like honey

until I feel you tremble

and tear apart

in madness.