Cool Passion
{He}
Moisture wells from in to out
The sky drapes its dress
Quiescently, you tilt your head and pout
Your shoulder kisses a tiny tress
Vapor is breathed on the glass
A tantalizing blaze flaring from behind
Fumbling your hair into a clump of morass
Skintight, our souls entwined
As we sublime seconds quicker than a blink
your heart throbs, I flutter
and let out a soft whine in sync
I remember you like the taste of butter
{She}
An icy hot bath melts
our raw hearts transpire
roses are planted all over your svelte
body as my undying desire
Gases gushes out from my pore
as we boil ourselves a temperature too high
my teeth still sizzle and I am ready to roar
hereby you lean in and charge my oversupply
Maybe I need a cup of water
to dilute the enkindled fire,
or else a lamb to the slaughter
could be me stuck with a liar
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