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Image for the poem Fire


The first step in starting a
proper fire is with the fuel.
Latch every door and window on  
this sultry summer's eve, and  
open your own to me. The  
sparks from sheer skin friction will  
leap out and plunge into our mixing
sweat and sex dripping from your
thighs. Cover me, and I mean it,  
until I finally catch, and feel the
flames licking like jagged tongues
over our carnal entwine. They are the  
extent of me that wants to taste  
you, all of you, at the very same  
moment. Let it enter you as I will,  
every fevered wave like a thrust filling  
you, warming you from the inside.
We'll burn ourselves out, burn the place
down, don't you see that the fire's been
here and always will be? Somewhere in
between grasping your hips from behind and
gasping for breath in our inferno did we
reach out of atmospheres, and for a moment -
just a moment - did you extinguish
Artwork by chymere
Written by GraveyardBard (Mr. Addams)
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