Lustful need,
The craving rises
Speeding up
Violating my heart.
The hot flowing stream,
Like magma
Burning through my veins,
Calling you.
My response,
Far from being tranquil,
Incites you
To openly steal my secrets.
Barbarously you sear
my emotions
Until my crimson blood boils,
bursting forth.
Falling free
In graceful arcs
Painting you
In molten red.
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