intoxicated

she needs to smoke a haze
to soften your hard lines
she needs -
to raise mists to hide in
whilst she prods your soul

she fold her arms
but fails to thwart your cold
selfish use of her hot blood

through half-closed eyes
she sees manhood in you -
beyond machismo
she divines
your faltered human heart

her drug gives you to her
holds you prisoner in her reveries
fragile and fierce

until sober
she reverts you
a still corpse in cracked ice