A Flame into Being

A languid sigh and the luxury of motion
as you rise up from stillness and silence
shrugging off your redundant clothes
all at once, like a cat
washes off winter by a warming fire.

Your eyes are raked back into flame
by the touch of air on your waiting skin.
Flesh comes alive feeling the heat
of a real need ember into flame.
And you are eager now, to live again.