Your Flames

My fingers whisper to your thin barriers of ebon lace
As your fingers burn lines of lust and tender flame into my skin
Arousing blood and memories with string-less melodies, turning my heart into an eager carnal engine

Your eyes darken with a lust that raises a chorus of decadence in me
And we dance the dance as natural as nature
Your skin upon my skin, my eyes in yours

Every moan rings so sweetly, every thrust volcanic and inelegant
I erupt within your embrace as our voices merge into a word-less song that births molecules of heaven

We lay in bed sharing laughter between short breaths
Every touch endlessly tender, every little kiss lovingly given
In this flitting moment, you are in my arms, and I am in your flames