peligro

it was like candy and ice cream and sex

flashing Christmas tree lights

soft piano music in the background

Miles. Coltrane. Bird.

it was like the moment you first met my lips

and didn’t turn away

hunger fueling us both

five minutes pass, we step back

flushed

wondering “what the hell was that”

the raw energy should have warned us

how flammable this might all become

but who ever bothers to read the warnings?

PELIGRO!

(if only I had taken Spanish)

I remember the kiss

but where did I put my hands?

on your face

your waist-

your hips.

your chest…

no, around your neck

as I choked the life out of us.