Kiss

The culprit fire bellows within
Our sin, our heat, our perfect moment
A bud both carried now to foment
Her blood, my wine, that sweetest poison

To drink her eyes, a potion intact
A pact, unspoken, but of souls imbued
Her heart once idle, now pursued
The hour upon us here to act

A laugh and I'm soaring
A whisper and I'm lost
A kiss and I'm hers