Love in the burning room


Dreaming about her,

caught unaware by her illusions,

displayed his emotions,

trapped like a fly on web.

Like water set on fire,

his emotions burnt the house,

With the flames of,

his need for her.

Could not quench his thirst,

only ashes would remain of the burning house,

and inside him a fire would still burn.

 

Wanted to peel off her layers,

push her lips inside his,

unfurl the tongue,

enjoy the nectar.

 

And so they melted away in sins of each others’ souls,

slowly kissing away the layers of hurt,

of naked bodies without any pain.

Nothing could pull them apart,

for once none concealed,

innocence lost with intense passion in the room,

and the house burnt again!

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