We dance around the word like its a fire
I feel it, the whole phrase
lunging from my tongue
singeing the back of my teeth

We warm ourselves by gently tossing it towards each other
and it drops like a match on soft skin
arm hairs suddenly spikes,
the round sound burning in our ears

but it is too soon, We think
for the irretrievable scars
of an uncensored brand.
I melt into your eyes, set on engulfing you
but doubt is soggy
and it quenches my words