Put your fingers under the collar of my
jacket and knock it from my shoulders,
I dare you.
In a world where risk is all for naught,
and sheep pull wool over their eyes,
One clever glint in the eye is all it takes,
words are warm but you know I swoon
a brazen flame.
A one time shot of a life lived in ecstasy,
like satin dresses and calloused fingers,
a warmth will ensue.