Banked.....

Persuasively you say
you bask
in my glow

and that reflection
is enough to keep you
warm, content, even keeled

But I long for heat

a bonfire of sweaty limbs
and gasping breath

a chemical explosion
of bodies
that won't be denied

a feast where things get
messy, slippery, tangled

The earth moves
in its orbit
and then there's chocolate cake