Flaming Fantasy
mind in soul
body entwine in heart
making the thrist of fire enrage
devastation is near
waiting and wanting
the passionate that lingers near
standing in the shadows not far
but with in eyesight a strange figure
walks slowly out into the moon light
walking towards me
as rain is coming down harder
i nervously walk toward him
i quiver what i see before me
a desire for a relish of soft moist lips
the taste of warm rain that enhances the sweetness
of pure desire for pure pleasure in sweet delight
the touch of hands that are drenched from the warm rain
working out of the garments that seem to be attached
while ripping them away we ache through it all
lusting what is near that will become
now the rain in the moon lite area
with the night being right
hot breaths make us blowing steam
out in the air, screaming that match
with the thunder so near
wanting the warm rain to never end
the heart desires more than it appears
aching and unravling is in the near
with the passion of warm rain
will it come again someday
fire burning within that can't
wait to hold the sensation in
crying out the pleasure of
sweet essence from within
with ecstasy from a depth
i say goodnight will
i see you again
warm rain come again
pure delights that hold within
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