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My beautiful woman of the phoenix flames. Oh how your dance lull's me into a sense of calm. When outside its fiery circle all is in chaos being torn asunder, you however protect me from such an onslaught. Love. Strong in its purest form burns within my veins for you in a way that scares me because from its depths comes another feeling that I battle with everyday as this love grows for you. Animalistic sexual savagery. I see it as a burning desire to put things upon your body which it has never felt before it's like a tug-of-war with my senses in the middle. Each side growing stronger and stronger everyday. Will I survive such a want for a person? I know not. But when I see a chance to place upon you these lips of mine in all their glory, I only hope this blue fire I have within my own depths of desire and want; I don't pass along to you this animalistic sexual savagery. It is a battle I'm barely keeping contained.
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