Sometimes I dare to look up into
Ebony pools of passion and sorrow to match my own
Your gaze strikes a match in my throat
And your warm voice blows on the coals
I choke on the ashes when you’re gone
They burn my mouth and blacken my lips
Until you return and the flame is rekindled
You’re my escape
But it’s you I need to escape from
Sometimes I catch your face with my gaze
The slopes of your cheeks and your jaw
Are the architecture of heaven itself
If I could get lost in the marble pillars of your mind
Believe me
I would never escape