Skyburner231
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- Jul 12, 2024
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In shadows deep, where whispers cling,
There burns a fire, a lustful sting.
With every glance, the flames ignite,
A fevered dance through endless night.
Eyes that smolder, fierce and bright,
Drawing close in forbidden light.
Desire's tempest, wild and free,
Consumes us both, you and me.
A touch, a spark, a molten kiss,
In the grip of passion's bliss.
No words are spoken, none are needed,
In this fire, our souls are heated.
But lust is fleeting, a transient fire,
A blaze that scorches, fierce desire.
When morning breaks, the flames will wane,
Leaving echoes of sweet pain.
Yet in the dark, where shadows cling,
We’ll remember this burning fling.
For though the fire may dim, then die,
Its embers linger, you and I.
In shadows deep, where whispers cling,
There burns a fire, a lustful sting.
With every glance, the flames ignite,
A fevered dance through endless night.
Eyes that smolder, fierce and bright,
Drawing close in forbidden light.
Desire's tempest, wild and free,
Consumes us both, you and me.
A touch, a spark, a molten kiss,
In the grip of passion's bliss.
No words are spoken, none are needed,
In this fire, our souls are heated.
But lust is fleeting, a transient fire,
A blaze that scorches, fierce desire.
When morning breaks, the flames will wane,
Leaving echoes of sweet pain.
Yet in the dark, where shadows cling,
We’ll remember this burning fling.
For though the fire may dim, then die,
Its embers linger, you and I.