by amy sharp


do you want to sit and listen
for a bit
a campfire chat
a fireside glow
I will tell you stories
stripped down narratives
hot verbs
shaky nouns
the story of a heart
I will give you tiny sips
from my silver flask
warm booze
tickle your toes
I may even kiss you
I can't help it
I lean into love
just a peck though
just a soft slow kiss
to remind you
that you are alive
and your blood pumps hard and fast
like tigers
like soldiers off to war