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Oct 2016
Hot steam
mist like a dream
fogs the door and mirror

Skin, excited
rises delighted
from soapy touches

Water drips
from swollen lips
in the steaming shower

Emotions flood
engorged with blood
from the stimulation

Lips meet fast
hot water blast
sending passions higher

Slip and slide
grip and glide
the collision quickens

All our troubles
float in soapy bubbles
away in fulfillment
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
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