Embers’ Desire

"Where there is smoke, there is sure to be fire..."

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Whether smoldering slowly

Or quick to ignite

Passion Enflamed is

Impossible to fight

Your hands on my body

Your tongue tasting too

Achy and Desperate

I need to touch you.

Drive you to frenzy

Mad with lust

Finally together

Our bodies Combust

The flames die down

But will continue to linger

Spent I lay next to you

Tracing my finger…

Published 10 years ago

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