Tempting
As your fingers run down me
my body is hot
Like a smoldering fire
and I am the moth
An out of control fire
Uninhibited, untamed
It teases and taunts me
discovering my many hidden shames
As the fire grows bigger, the heat more intense
It laughs as I beg
It dares me close
Inviting me in
The truth is my love
I don't want it to stop
Copyright © Lisa Brannon | Year Posted 2016
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