So Much Timber

Matchstick lips, strike to kiss
A brand to press
“Remember this”
With flesh to burn
And tongues to roast
We sear both sides
And let it rest

And if we stack the kindling high
A pyre of passion
Bursting through sky
A striking rod and
Ready tinder
Will set an inferno
Not to forget

Out of oxygen, panting
I don’t mind
Sifting the ashes for panties
Stoked into rubble
I’ll tell you the trouble:
There is only so much timber
And you have the ax

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