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Thrum Thrum Thrum

Thrum thrum thrum
The beating of your heart
You can feel it
Hear its pulsating beat
In the stillness
It's rhythm keeps time
With your breathing
Slow inhale slow exhale
Such a sensual mixture
At the right moment
Inside there is a crackling
Sparks igniting
Jumping flying within the charged air
Like tinder burning
The fire that always holds you
Begins to slowly burn
Spreading warmly under skin
Reddening the soft pink surface
Its not blushing
More an erotic awakening
Like a beautiful rose opening its petals
To the morning sun
You open the essence of your soul
To the whispers of the night
Sensually seductive
Teasingly alluring
The simple ingredients
Of fire and air combine so well
Causing the pulse to race
The breath to quicken
Fuelling thoughts and images
That dwell in the mists of dreams
The dewy nectar drips
From heaven's fountain
Drips that seem to thunder
In the very stillness of the night
Their rhythm matching the heart
Your breathing
Thrum thrum thrum
Drip drip drip