Second Passions

I don't have a plan
but check how I move
with swift feet
and a curious heart beat
back into sex, love, pain
enraptured impulses
crave one more chance.
I'll let it go with a flow
unrestrained by thoughts
that tense back motions
towards your lips.
That embrace is all I think of.
I still feel your heat
rushing through me
vaccinated by desire
immune to aches
and consuming fears.
A medicine made
to cure false illusions
and neglect caused by confusion
grazing chills down my spine
its a thrill
just being by your side.
I won't denounce this fervor, this temper,
or this voice.

-M.Peña