Fireplace

My lips miss the moisture,

Shared warmth teasing in and out,

Breathless, heavy

The taste of your kiss,

The battle of tongues

And the sweet seduction of your breath,

Hot on my face.

Angelic embrace danced with devilish fun,

My heart burning 'neath your skin,

Now but a midnight memory,

My mouth full of ashes.

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