“Burning” ….. power of the written word!!
Stroke my skin with fire
Brand me with my own need
Sooth me with a touch
Fingertips, across chilled skin
Melt the ice encasing my heart
Lips silken on my breastbone
Tracing lines across unhealed wounds
Filling fissures with molten heat
Drawing poison up from depths
With a lash of braided leather
Caressing fears away as sighs deepen
The wild calls with plangent cries
The answering, release me, bring me
Enslave me, strokes your long banked fire
Thank you so much for your support, I so appreciate it.
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