Sincerely, Jennifer x

Sprinkles of summer rain on your soft skin,
cinnamon sticks on the window sill,
burnt to nothing,
and I,
burned at both ends but still aflame for you.
My lips tingle and tremble,
heart fluttering as the fantasy finds a life of its own,
growing, glowing, towering tall above us,
as we kiss in a shadow in the summer rain.