Cicadas’ call
while the crickets chirp
the glow from the fire
molten
hot
like the
sweet scent and heat
from the fire’s crackle
and you
from whom
i wish no escape
orange glow
like molten steel
lights the scene
creates the feel
i’m shivering
what have you done?
your quiet voice
dripping like
honey
and spice
not gonna
be nice
not for a moment
the taste of you
on my tongue
like a brine
so divine
i want more
gotta have it
gimme my demon
need a taste
C’mon…
No
tell me
what you’re feelin’
as firelight blazes
‘cross my skin
your fingers
my hips
and you
dig in
who’s winnin’
not me
that’s you
your heat
like molten lava
my vision
like heat
on chocolate
I’m gone
like butter on
a hot plate
wanna run
but
damn but
it’s too late
Gone black
no lack
your weight
on
my back
your scent
fillin’
my head
lungs tight
feels right
don’t stop
don’t stop
don’t
please…
don’t stop..!
your touch igniting
a heat I
can’t evade
cannot think
cannot be
afraid
cannot do
aught
but move
in a rhythm
ancient
as
the day
your fingers play
in my fantasy
and desire’s
building
filling
finding
holding
keeping
me
on the edge
til finally
you’re ready
allowing me
to reveal
and fulfill
a fantasy
exploding
like lava
melting
like lava
making new space
like lava
and
I
keel
and
I
kneel
just like your
molten
lava
fill me
with
molten lava
find me
with
your lava
I dream of
molten lava
I need your
molten
lava
