Demon

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Babes

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Flickering flames and shadows writheAcross the surface of your bare skinAs you bask in the heat of the fireAnd my mouth.Yellow and orange tendrils twistIn the umber of your eyesWhere I see fountains of passionSparking and risingIn roaring, fearsome depths.My image is wreathed by glowing ribbonsOf panting desire whereYour gaze scalds isveçbahis my bodyAlong each gentle curve.Fingers like the fire traverse my breasts,Tiny kisses of the tips thatTease and tantalise this smooth, fresh form.My heat rises like smoke from theTouch of your tongue-tip,Scorching licks on green, damp wood,Drying me to burn fiercely andMelting the gold within meTo molten joy.My heart is liquid beneath your touch,Diamond isveçbahis giriş tears spilling down my cheeks toHiss upon the pulsing length of youAnd steam our scent between usRising, burning apple and cedar woodMixing in the fire’s glow.I pour my heart out on the hearthAnd beg you slide your way inside.Strong arms guard this fire from spreading,Burning myself and you from within.I fear that I shall burn you isveçbahis yeni giriş out,But still you stoke me hard and deepWith umber eyes now red-hot coalsAs deep within,You thrust me white-hotAnd I am oceans of sunlightSpread upon the floor beneath your naked skin.Burn me alive and let this purgatoryBe my every moment of existence,For when the fire is hottest, fiercest,Then shall I be burned away,And then shall I be dampened downAnd left in dark and lonely cold.Be the demon who burns my heart,But never let your biting flamesEase this pain beyond theThreshold of Heaven.This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.

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