tangled bodies,
sweat slicked skin, and the candles light
satin sheets, wet and clinging.
all we have is this night.
all we want is this momment
i feel your arms around me
holding me so tight,
lips meet in our fevered passion
your skin crushed between my teeth
My length inside you
begging my release
take flight from this cliff
float to earth
my skin feels like fire
breeze cools our dance
dries the wax on your skin
cracks, crumbles, falls
memories of our romance.
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