I lay here awake,
Tracing stars on supple skin.
Lips, the smell of wine.
You held my face close.
“Jesus, you drive me crazy.”
Gaze, open-ended.
How I felt bereft,
Aching for the sultry heat
Of your mouth on mine.
And bam — you and I collide,
Hushed explosions through my blood.
I simply melted.
Tiny flames slowly
Licking at the candle wicks,
Shivers down my spine.
My thighs shook with strain
Pleasure overshadowed pain,
Intoxicated.
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