Burning Embers
Lust for the lovers
I desire to be craved…
Not as a temporary satisfaction
Rather an all consuming
Mouth watering
Unavoidable longing
A fire that gets brighter the more intimate we become.
An infinite attraction
One that stems from our emotional connection
And gets wetter as we reveal our most vulnerable parts.
One that leaves you dripping…
As your nerves explode with the taste of your lover
It leaves you panting.
Asks you to explore the maze that is your partner
Promises to reward you as you indulge.
Submerge you into a reality you never knew existed
Reminding you this is love!
Destinee Davis
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