Flame and Wick

a sensual poem

Photo by George Becker from Pexels

Like a wick waving to the warmth of the flame,

I hum in your heat.

The wick splays and frays as the tiny fire envelops and burns its ends,

like my appendages separate, melt, and welcome you home.

You are wick and I am aflame or you are flame and I am wickedly awicked.