i long to
press you against
the wall
while tongue
tastes the blood
from your lower lip
where ny teeth
in a fury of
unbridled need
bit to fulfill
this desperation
for any part
of you
intermingling
with me
we can learn
to breathe
through each other
in a franticness
lost in a
tempest of kisses
hungry hands
forcing the moon
to blush
at our abandon
a soft pink light
trickling down
upon our forms
on fire
This is fire!
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