Lips crash into mine -
a storm breaking open flesh
hunger without a pause
Your nails down my back
raking fire down my body
I burn willingly
Breath tangled, stolen
your mouth claiming every gasp
I drown in the glide
Hip against hip
the rhythm hard, unhidden
night shakes with our pulse
Sweat drips between us
heat folds like molten steel
we forge into each other
Mirror to My Soul by Heather Mirassou
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