RESTLESS NIGHT

You are fire: An oh so delectable danger.
Draw me closer, hypnotize, tempt me to touch.

Let us stoke these precious flames.

Let us be consumed with this burning pleasure,

And like the Phoenix be reborn.
Two bodies enter--one departs.

Only the pounding music of our hearts is heard:
A sigh, a moan, a murmmur of pleasure.
No words need be said,
Our love spoken with kisses and caresses.
My blood burns for your flames.

Will you yield?
Will you end this blissful torment?
Quench my desire.
Let our flames twine together with such intensity

That nothing can smother it.
Let it burn out of control.


---Bearurr

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