Revisions:

I
I Fly
Ninety on the highway,
Sixty in a forty, and
Forty in an ess curve twenty.
Windows down,
Music high,
I wanna drag it out
Till the engine growls,
High and mean,
Till the chassis shakes
And the tires squeal.
I wanna break you
Like a new toy,
Consume you
Like no other,
Bleed you dry.

II
Back to me,
Framed in the door;
Lower back, thigh, buttock,
Smooth white flesh.
Then thoughtful, in repose,
Naked and divine
I come undone as
Restlessly, my heart swells
In a deep red crush.
Desire.

Still my favorite...

I tremble,
Want to speak, but can’t.
I hear your words,
They caress me, excite me,
Affect me.
And when we’re done,
We’re done.
I touch your skin,
Smell the air,
You move on as I move past.