Centauri

I want your kisses on my neck
     like angry lightning
and your fingertips stinging
          every curve of my torso--

I want your lips kneading
          silken heat into my collarbone
     and your palms exploring
the highways and alleys of me--

because darling
     your eyes are so lonely
and your scowls
          only tempt me
into aiming kisses unto your lips
               til you smile;

you know you're
                    a star, love-
but you smother your light
     with self-deprecation
          and you
abandon your brilliance
to anyone who wants
               to throw it away--

give me your heart
and I'll love you senselessly,
          but I hurt you once
     and when I get close
               you burn me away
          til I'm raw desperation

and all I can do
is fall in love
with a dream of you.