FIRE and DESIRE

I am sin...    
In its most pure and raw form      
and for that I have no guilt nor shame.      
As fire resembles purification I...      
repent.      
      
And so...      
as this fire      
that burns between my thighs      
with flickering images of your      
masculine physique and sweet face cross my mind...      
     
I turn into myself      
and wish me anew...      
My fingers cupping & twirling      
as they so gracefully,      
caressing....      
As I scream out my confessions      
     
I am born yet again.