Chaste lips have come undone
And blackened by your would-be touch
What sweet rapture has charred me
Spreading fire through my veins
Making my very skin spark.
Flames dance across my mind,
Passion lends heat to every move
As I curl and writhe for more.
You add fuel to the fire
Slowly raising the temperature
Scorching me with each breath,
Until I can take no more
My soul combusts, explodes
Into certain ash upon the bed.
Yet soon I arise from the cinders
And beg you to do it again
Author notes
Any note? Ummm... was written back when I had inspiration
Please tell me what you think
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Hot
I will be taking this to bed with me tonight -
Hmm... I'd like to hear more, please!
Very nice, I really like this. It was very passionate. I kind of felt like it could be a little more passionate, but all the same, it's a wonderful expression of what you were "feeling".
I really like it; I've read it over a few times now. It's definately one of those poems worth re-reading. Love it!
Keep the inspiration "up".
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Love it
Check line eleven breath
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Thanks
Yeah, I noticed that after the fact, I'm going to change it now
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Excellent and very sensual -
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FIERY!!
Warms the blood in my veins, too! Very good!
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