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Candles...(Mental Burn pt.2)

   
".....because the lady should never burn alone "      
     
My candle.....      
        ...like an elegant, black-satin taper      
     
hot wax drippin'      
down upon your mahogany skin      
burning deep into the soul      
harm not the beautiful skin that you're in      
     
...you ignite my flame      
     
white like      
a super-heated phosphorous fire      
burning bright      
such a *firm grip* upon my reality      
broke out in a cold, cold sweat      
you give me fever; I hold on tight...      
     
“...my hands on your hips, pull you right back to me      
you catch my thrust, give it right back to me      
I'm in so deep, you're breathing for me      
I grab your locks, arch your back high for me      
     
I'm a diesel engine, you're squirtin' mad oil      
down on the floor till the speakers start to boil      
You flip shit, quick slip, hip dip...you're twisted      
in my hands and my lips and my tongue tricks      
I'm so hard      
and you're so thick.......      
…...Crown Royal on Ice...”
     
     
my heart beats and my rich vein throbs      
my mouth drips, sexy hands twist knobs      
you turn me up, I feel so high      
fuel injected passion, raging gasoline fire      
     
“....ridin' out her perfect storm    
creamy lava landing on her skin and neck      
blending into her all day, Coach Legacy scent      
This *freakin'* is so incredulous, decadent.....”
     
     
Burnin' me like an impassioned gasoline dream      
got my body in a deep erotic trance      
Her love is the only thing    
that keeps me breathing,      
my flickering flame dancing...      
     
…...my candle,      
smoldering wick burning low,
increasing it's lofty flow      
flaming embers deep inside her “love below”      
scattered ashes as this warm tempest blows      
“This fire we make”, consuming the soul      
     
yet harming not that beautiful mahogany skin you're in.....
     
     
( inspired by Rain's "Mental Burn" and the musical stylings of Jill Scott..."Epiphany" and "Crown Royal On Ice"  You weren't alone when the dam burst....)
MusicallyMrM
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
Published | Edited 11th Apr 2014
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