thoughts on valentine's day

hot for savagery and gasping for air
oblivious to brutality and bad taste
love can be like that sometimes
with passion like venom
pounding through hungry hearts
consuming wanting spirit and willing flesh
over and over
building
crashing
rising and falling
hot for savagery
gasping for air
unforgiven and unrepentant
dreaming of last time
until next time
becomes this time
with passion like venom
pounding through hungry hearts
consuming spirit and flesh
all ways and always
because
love
can be like that