Fire

He gave birth to the fire itself

To burn in thousands of flames,

Over her lips

While the atmosphere between their mouths

Was boiling the atoms exchanging the passion

Between their souls.

Heaven and hell were melting among their sights

Creating a new type of Nirvana from the unique tear

That was flowing over her cheek.

His lips were betraying every heartbeat,

His eyes were begging for love,

While her hands were guiding his body.

Inhaling the air she exhaled was a must

While their blood was feeding the hunger

For each other,

Flowing faster, and faster

Lace became a pure excuse for his fingers

To explore the material she had to offer,

Satin became a sinful desire to touch

Her,

Again, and again

She gave birth to a miracle

Allowing two hearts to synchronize the trill of love

So she kissed his heart,

With poisoned lips of fire…

The mouth of desire,

Opened for them.

 

Reviews

[Robin]

Love the sensations of these words. Desire, poetry,surrender

[Soul Fire]

Wow breathtaking and beautiful. The words flowed wonderfully and told a beautiful tale. Thank you for writing this spectacular piece. It is absolutely stunning.

[Rachel Jane]

thank you so much :)

[Soul Fire]

You are welcome