Fingertips on hot skin
sliding the softest expanse
down the back with warm chills
then on to a forward advance

Circling aching rose tips
growing to follow the fingers' retreat
tautly pulled into sensitive torture
boldly waiting for a repeat

Traveling down love's highway
tickling, teasing oh so slow
finally reaching the portal
that's shuttered, but never closed

Opening slick double doors
to the honeyed inferno within
dancing on and in the fire
waiting for the flood to begin

Ahhh, blessed release of moisture
coating fingers and hand like dew
but the fire does not diminish
as they start their assault anew.

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