INstincts

random thoughts overtake my hands
blistering temperatures peel my eyes
does your back feel my breath?
does your neck taste my anger
another arrow piercing my arteries
another sorrow making me smile
which time would you like to forget?
which one would you like to inspect
was it the one with the open mouth
or the one that loved to go south
either way passion spills over like a penny cup
and then its limbo for you and your stuck.......