Ceramics

I bake you in the oven of my heart

a form created in the wonder of your youth

I can feel the hiss of your breath

the excitement in your throbbing lips

anxious for my kisses.

You are not just a mannequin of desire,

hoping to impress me and you do –

I bring you to the exhibition

of my dreams

where you are the star attraction.

I grasp your rainbow colours

and love you from toes to hair follicles.