My Marrow Smolders

I may smile
But it ain’t sweet
What simmers inside me
What bakes my bones
What makes my marrow
Smolder like hardwood coals
I ache. I moan. I mouth your name.

Come

Quench me with your waters
Wrap me in wetness, quenched
Wrapped in steam we made
Dripping down our skin like rain.

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