Flames of Desire
Jump, dance, leap and prance.
The flames of passion are growing.
They'll devour us given half a chance.
The basic animal heat is rising
Our passion to much to handle.
Our kisses, longer and longer. Our bodies do the deciding
I see your nakedness for the first time.
I feel this passion deep inside.
Again, I feel the desire beginning it's climb.
Our bodies entwine and explore.
We need each other, wanting more and more.
The blood is flowing.
We reach a fervour,
Lost in each other, a light headed euphoria.
It is the precursor to our great finale.
Exhausted, satiated, we rest in each other’s arms.
At complete peace with one another.
Copyright © John Steward | Year Posted 2018
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