inside the hearth

flickering colours

flames of orange and red

 

what began as a spark

now blazing like a burning inferno

the space between us decreasing

emanating heat

highly charged with electricity

ready to ignite and spread

like uncontrollable wildfire

a blaze which can’t be extinguished

we’re like moths drawn to a flame

our hearts beat to its music

incessant ache,

unyielding quake,

burning deep,

as I kiss the fiery bourbon from your warm, sweet lips

moving back and forth,

merging as one

mingling fluids,

on the verge of spontaneous combustion

melting like Dali clocks

crackle,

creak,

moan,

sounds of the blaze echoing our passion

flesh burning in pleasurable agony,

Emitting a soft orange glow

 

©2016-9-28- L.M. Giannone