Identity

Icon arousal shutters
from desire's wind.

Quivers having lips
licking their phantom lovers
against the conscience's membrane.

Gasps and prayers uttered in synchronized ecstasy,
pleasure groping insides
as trophy stuffed behind clouds.

Playing Russian roulette solitaire
with the fire inside,
Madonna solidity lures with its wings,
but heart shakes from ache
melts one's grasp for heaven.