Mia Willis "valle dei templi (for juno)."

valle dei templi (for juno).

you stand so close,
                  i know that you can feel the blood pulsing itself
                                    through the halls of my veins.

everything in me stands up to greet you.
                  opens my jawbridge of a mouth and spills out.
                                    your eyes smoulder.

the grassland courtyard of my heart bursts into flame.
                  temper and lightning,
                                    furor and wildfire.           
                                                                                                            on these nights,
                                                                                                                              i allow you to be the sage to my specters.
                                                                                                                              i learn how to love with smoke in my chest.

                                                                                                            let it be known that on these nights,
                                                                                                                              you are holy sacrament.
                                                                                                                                                an amulet,
                                                                                                                                                a tyche,
                                                                                                                                                a warner.

                                                                                                            all of my bricks and mortar
                                                                                                                              settle into the ground and somehow bend
                                                                                                                                                to meet you.
                                                                                                                              let fly a blank canvas of surrender.

a smile trojan horses itself onto your lips.
                  my turrets tear themselves down to rubble
                                    around you.
                                                      passion and earthquake.
                                                      attraction and tidal wave.

i confess
                  i have never wanted you more than I do now.

on my knees, corridors brimming with you
                  ready to die in your lap with my windows broken
                                    and my hands in your hair.

                                                                                                            one last time,