Kerosene

She slips from the lip of a cup
And I am the wick that licks her up
I’m drunk from the fuel inside her head
As it spills from her lips and soaks the bed
Like kerosene
She peels back the sheets
And coats my spine
And she strips faster than terpentine
Like kerosene
Don’t put me out
I’ll play with the fire
That inscinerates
Until her desire
Evaporates
Like kerosene