My poetry.. the fire with-in

The fire with-in

she allowed herself

just this once

 to relive

the sensual feeling

of his touch

 his lips

igniting a desire

so fierce

she was consumed

into an abyss

of

physical longing

only the memory

of her lips

on him

 his exploding moans

of  pleasure 

quenched

 this

 fire within

and

made her calm

CLMargerate

 

 

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