She slips from the lip of a cup

And I am the wick that licks her up

I'm drunk from the fuel inside her head

As it spills from her lips and soaks the bed



Like kerosene



She peels back the sheets

And coats my spine

And she strips faster than terpentine



Like kerosene



Don't put me out



I'll play with the fire

That inscinerates

Until her desire

Evaporates



Like kerosene