“Raging… Phoenix.. “

I become
Something I
Don’t recognize
When your hands
Collide with
My flesh and
Your lips
Trace the outline
Of my being
While I arch
Up to greet
Your hardness

And invite you
Refuge within
My soul where you
Cover my inhibitions
With your sweet
Sins…

Again I
Become
Something
I don’t
Recognize
Beneath your
Touch

A phoenix
Rising from
The ashes

Reborn and reshaped
By the
Grace of
Your

Love.
©Tam 9/25/17