Flames of the Fire
As he traced the lines of her clavicle, her passion scorched from within,
His eyes blazed with intensity, full of unadulterated sin.
As he worshipped her body, with each searing kiss,
She blossomed beneath him, her soul consumed with bliss.
As he smoothed his fingers, through her hair,
She needed him desperately, her anticipation hard to bear.
As he caressed her urgently, her eyes dilated with need,
His body vibrated with lust, which soon would be freed.
As he tasted her skin, her body arched in desire,
He took her unashamedly, stoking the flames of the fire.
As he rose above her, they found their release,
Calling out together, their minds and bodies now at peace.
June 2016
Copyright © Kay Roberts | Year Posted 2016
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