Let the Fire Rage

Let the Fire Rage

Oh lover of my heart and mind
You own my body no questions asked
With every kiss seared on my lips
The sweetness of passion burns me without heal
Just so you know the thought of you touching me
Starts an uncontainable fire within
My flesh burns from my thoughts
Your fingers barely touch my skin
I find myself asking for your love
My ego is such, I will beg if I must
The fire of you consumes me without rain
Let the fire rage until my screams are barely a whisper.

Dean Jean-Pierre
4-17-06
5:18pm

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