The Flame of Desire

You are on my mind- the one it likes to ponder. You came to me this morning as I lounged- lazy in the bed, still warm and sleep drunk. 

Re-telling, mentally the story of how you held me against your body. I watched with delight each place our skin touched. Letting my thoughts linger in those moments. Electrified by the intensity generated between us.

Your firm grip on my body quickens my pulse- I am transfixed as I feel you pull me closer. 

I am scorched by the intense look in your eyes when you want me.

The power you wield intrigues me. Every sensation of your touch so gentle when I know there is the ability and want to be coarse and abrupt. I sense an untamed passion that could rip me to shreds. Only your eyes spill the secret. That you tamp that wildness for me is overwhelming. It tells me I am pampered, worshiped. 

I watch as your gaze sweeps heavily across my body. I am empowered. I am lit with eagerness as you drink me in. Your eyes are on fire- I bathe in their heat. 

Your hand holding both of mine above my head. Your free hand grazing my every curve and crevice. Your grip increases on my wrists but then relinquishes control. My heads thrown back with lips parted to draw ragged breath. I have no secrets now- there is nothing left untouched. 

You have gathered the kindling let me blow this to flame.

It is my turn to command. My style- so different from yours. I employ mind for seduction. Everything about me becomes soft and teasing. I tantalize as is my strength and I apply it well. I bring breath to the blaze casting sparks up into the air around us. Through the licking flames, watch as I caress and cajole. Through the wildfire will you follow me? 

I turn away- my back to you. Contouring my body to yours- pressing myself against you. With my back arched, I slide my body along yours. Bringing your arms around me, my hands lead yours to all the places my skin begs to be touched. Your breath on my neck sends chills that tingle my flesh, creating a million new sensations. I place my hands over yours imploring for more friction. I urge you to hold me closer. 

Coming together there is complete combustion- the explosion is white hot.  

There is no surprise that you linger in my mind. You are my passion.

You are my fever- the fieriness that swelters without end. There has never been a force strong enough to quelch this thing, and I have no regrets as we continue burning up the nights.