In Rapture

[Dark Muse]

In Rapture

Like firecrackers
thoughts of you explode
within my mind,
my body
feels poised for eruption,
at indecent moments
in awkward places
it comes upon me,
the need of your body,
at all hours of the night
I am left gasping
for air in wanting.
The simplest
most unexpected things
is enough to light the fuse
and leave my head swirling
in color, the acrid scent
of sulphur tinges the tips of my hair,
all just to hear the sound
of your voice,
see a glimpse of your face,
inhale you,
to know your skin
against my skin.