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May 2016
you warm me to the bone,
and then there is fire in my veins,
and it’s never enough,
I’m left with a raging need,
boiling and bubbling,
I want more,
more heat,
more warmth,
more life,
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pooling warmth,
nimble fingers,
a heat in my heart,
my mouth,
a pulling feeling,
a savage need,
touch me.
Cade
Written by
Cade  Nightvale
(Nightvale)   
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