His voice beckons to me
I reach out for him
Craving for his arms
His touch making me burn

The glow that I see
When I look in his eyes
Torments my lust
Heightens my desire

I close my eyes
To breathe in his scent
The aroma makes me alive
My senses aware

I want to hold him, touch him
Caress his hot skin
The passion to mold him
Burns deep from within

I want to use him, abuse him
Watch him work his way
The temptation to have him
Ignites me within

As I observe him dance
My heart sets ablaze
I yearn to watch his form
As he moves and he sways

My wanton need for him
Must be continually contained
The desire to burn things
Will be my downfall one day

Aching to feel the flames
Fire is my hot blooded lover
One strike of the match
And he burns like no other