Show me your fiery
yellows, blues, greens
and orange. Reveal
to me your layers
reaching for my fingers
as they trace circles
on your skin.
I need your warmth.
I need to taste it.
I need to have it.
Show me your beautiful
burning eyes and make me
shiver with your heat.
Let it radiate off your skin
and into my own.
I need your warmth.
I need to rub it.
I need it to be mine.
Show me! I beg you
on my hands and knees
as I send sweet caresses
down your outline. Show me
the meaning of a
flaming arrow and how
the pain will hurt and
the only relief will be
your warmth.
May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 10:02 PM UTC
Show me your fiery
yellows, blues, greens
and orange. Reveal
to me your layers
reaching for my fingers
as they trace circles
on your skin.
I need your warmth.
I need to taste it.
I need to have it.
Show me your beautiful
burning eyes and make me
shiver with your heat.
Let it radiate off your skin
and into my own.
I need your warmth.
I need to rub it.
I need it to be mine.
Show me! I beg you
on my hands and knees
as I send sweet caresses
down your outline. Show me
the meaning of a
flaming arrow and how
the pain will hurt and
the only relief will be
your warmth.
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