Your soft skin is weeping in the golden firelight as I glide
my fingers along your glowing skin.
All time stops as our bodies throb in exhaustion,
As seconds turn to minutes,
Minutes to hours.
As time flows our passion blazes as the flames illuminate
the sweet sheen of your flesh.
Overwhelmed once again with the wanton compulsion to
consume one another,
As seconds turn to minutes,
Minutes to hours.
Drenched in the irresistible fire that will not be sated
by the passage of hours in exquisite intimacy.
The burning desire to devour each other is
as primal as time,
Seconds turn to minutes,
Minutes to hours,
Hours into Eternity.
Bronze trophy winner
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