Her lips so close
Her breath warm air.
I feel her touch
But she's not there.

Whispers tumble
Into my ear.
I feel the words
I do not hear.

"I am the wood.
You are the fire.
Please consume me.
As you desire."

"Embrace your lust.
Take what you crave.
I'm yours to have.
Make me your slave."

She has my soul.
My broken will.
Yet even now
She whispers still.