you tempt me too much, you know.
you, with your insatiable thirst to fulfill such childish desires of mine,
have broken the sacred line that allows
body to listen to mind.
these crimes of passion you commit are evident on my lips and scent
and i can do nothing but humour you, you without remorse – without relent.
you still absorb my frustration with silence
whilst you do unto me unthinkable violence,
yet you ignite my fire in the blood
whilst we kiss
and i witness you defying multiple laws of science
and leave me in smoky mist.