Crippled by a Kiss

If you would let me I would kiss you until you exhaled only fire from your lungs and all your thoughts focused on skin against skin. I hope you are thinking of all those heated nights we spent together when your fingers sang all your language to me. When silken hair was a landscape unto its own with the world getting smaller and smaller with every breath. I have the Truth under my tongue and you should search it out with your own. Come here and find my secrets so I can tell you where I hid yours. Let my kiss mean everything and I will make you my little god for the night with my hands rippling your skin to forever. We can be cats, steal wishes into the night and love like a disaster just like we always should have.

You can finally remember my name as we tell a different story than all the ones we told before.