Bedhead

The sun in his eyes
The darkness covering her body
A fire in his hands
A different hell in the tip of each finger

His caress burning and aching
Her skin ignited and melting
The sensation becoming addictive
And just her bones trying to get a hold of him

His hesitation making her ache
Her pain making him smile
He covered her entirely
Burning and feeling alive

But she slipped out of his arms
Slowly she began to disappear
His fire just consuming her
Their passion turning to fear

His hands desperately tumbling
Looking for her warmth in the dark
And between the scalding sheets
He only found her burning heart