The fire

The fire of passion.

Playing with fire, feeling the desire

wanting and needing a touch, a caress

a burning heat, a scorching wet

a throbing pulse in a place yet to be felt

a breathlessness ,a racing heart

come to me and stop my pain

fill me to my core

harder and faster I will not break

with it you are giving and i will take

inside me, filling me, driving by desire

burning in the fire a heat overwelming

hotter and hotter till my world exploads

a scream of pleasure not of pain

and slowly the dying of the flame