Erotic PoetryFire Meets IceThree candles three colors
dripping art onto white canvas
eyes masked by black silk
her mind cannot differentiate
between melted wax
and dripping from the ice
not till it flows down breasts
Slaloming between the red, white, and blue
filling the small hollow
He dips his tongue into her navel
slightly salty from her sweat
watching her speckled chest
rise and fall with her excitement
and her guarded anticipation
of what is coming next
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