Gasolina

Written from a man's perspective. 
Wonder if any of it rings a bell.

Gasolina

Surreal stars malicious heavens align
Your raw torrid beauty undermines
Puerile pitch dark viscosity
Feline gasoline intensity
Your black explosive waterfall
Locks just keep tumbling
Lending vivacious ambience
Sleep slaughtered by your
dominance

Your curvaceous mouth a
Moist ruby stain
Vicious tantalizing
Smile delicious quintessence,
shooting  silent honeyed darts
your ravenous greed devours
My heart.

Woman of Mordor's furnace stay
The stars dance tarot but they
Still won't say
Are you anyone's lot to hold?
Golden sinewed temptress jewel eyed
Siren bold?

Gasolina linger on
to reveal
A woman are you?
Or Shimmery she devil?

Our foul fumes of passion intensify
Your rouge colors me crimson
And off the charts I fly
Temperature soaring
Towards burnout but for now
I'm so high I can't go out.

Naked dead white copse of stars
Glimmering of evil
Sparks set in tar
Flashing vile skeletal grins
While I burn alive
Drenched in gasoline.

Your hips deep your wicked eyes  magnetic
Your sooty eyes incandescent
lit up bonfires after a hungry lent
Your ebony mane, your limbs glacial smooth
Your chiseled cheeks
Your nude scarlet scary lips
Kiss me, my heart is in a flip
I'm bone dry tinder
Yet I could almost weep

Gasolina melt me sizzling into your noxious syrupy lies
I am guzzling in
your dazzling beauty  and it carries a price

My eyes aching skin shiny flaking
You're high octane
And I'm soaking fuelling up on you
Through veins that are breaking
And my engine is revved uo
Beyond endurance

I can't take in your sight
You've blowtorched my vision with
Raking insolence
What graceful indolence

My singed lashes lowering
Advise caution
Sensing a sly potent malevolence.

You want me aflame
To carry me like a torch
To toss into the oceans

La Gasolina glistens in sinuous sinister move
Twin sirocco eyes searching seeking rove

Enticing glare
Pinned by a duet of sidereal flares
I'm burnt., I'm burnt...
To brittle cinders
Pulled into you so tight and tense
Hypnotic Hideous Houri
Coiled into your
funicular stare.

(c) Amrita Valan 2015