The shadow of your lust
Paints my flesh
With unmerciful desire
It grips and pulls
At my resistance
Dragging me down
Into your burning

Black licks of flame
Tickle, tease and torture
My erogenous zones
Yet the wetter I get
The less able I am
To snuff you out

Give in
They compel me
Giving in feels so good

I crave
I crumble
I crack

I am crippled
Without your touch

I need you
I love youSo much

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