Loves Forgotten Fight

[Heartafire]

The fun is making up after a fight

So why now, does her face cold crack, a comma?
split lipped her frown, as a thunder brews,
fingers drawn, stretched tight to scratch,
my mouth opens, with words I can't use, great line
apologies writhed on spat-backed tongue,
ceramic sand cloud, cuts deep into flesh,
press tight to her anger, flaying held strong.

With struggles fading, her ambitions to test,
fine muscle relaxes, guilt loosens my grip, fine muscles relax?
my eyes give chase to our hiding place,
light softens her tones, embraced lips bit,
probing mouths race the passion we taste,
how frantic now our coupling calls flight,
low down we caress loves forgotten fight.

Love this amusing and fun piece. A few nits for input, to be ignored at will. Nice job.