your lips to mine
tongue asking to dance
hands in my hair, possessing
all you can possess
the strength of your body
a rarely shared and magical
secret
few have been honored to know
your wanting
close to the surface,
deep as the ocean floor
secrets, only I know
only you know
let me lay the weight of this
pleasure on you like a thick blanket
in winter,
the familiar and comforting curves
of my body
welcoming and warming you
our fire
burns brightly blue
you, the matches and kindling
I, the oxygen and spark,
consummation,
and the wild, licking flames
of desire
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