Boiler kicks in.
Unpleasant chill gone.
Dark blood red and soon right!
Spiders that creep me out raise dust across my name
and move to darker spots.
I need love,
kisses around my neck.
Hope from the dark.
Light flickers above my head
The searching hand finds my warming body.
Uncertain we climb the wooden steps.
A gentle screw, ardently turned, pierces my heart.
I explode, gushing over a tired glass.
Alone, she sips from me and rubs her eyes again.
Shrunken heart by a bedroom door.
A long way from the sun kissed vines of Salamanca
we cry together.