Burn

You're stinging on me and my hand
like the heat from lightning
and between waves of thunder
has found me,
singed me,
smoked me,
slapped me -
I wouldn't be surprised to find that it came
from the other end of the world,
     jumped through the axis,
          and hit me, unfazed.

When you touched me,
my whole body aligned like
the planets
and succumbed
to whatever unholy, fiery,
     intoxicating
power you have over me.
A shift of your eyes
or a slyly caught word
sends my hand into a reflex backwards, (jolt)
     sends my mind
     to wanting, (jerk)
sends my body
to needing. (snap)

You burn me.
I didn't know
people could do that.


~
Age when written: 15