Painting Aspired Poetry

Is it a weaken as it grows or a show
A glitch- an I'm just frozen for the minute.
A second neither quilt her but all the way wider.

Perhaps in the eyes we can see Roman fire.
bare chest- does your breath wither or scale higher.

A melody of ethereal desire.

From the top of stairs, an ionic riser?
Seductress building empire.

Are you all the wilder?
or feigned my love,
love framed and spilled of fire