- Erotic Poetry
- Flames of Passion
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Flames engulf me,
When your hands touch my skin,
Molten passion pools in my blood
Bringing with it unquencheable lust.
The sweet smell of arousal, thick around us
Covers my sweaty skin.
Sweet sounds of moaning fill the air.
Your kisses brand my lips
Like hot charcoals in a fire.
As our bodies meet, electricity sparks
Electrify our senses
Burning us with intense heat.
Drowning in pleasure so intense
It robs us of air to breathe.
Our hearts beat wildly, fiercely
As we burn, passion consumes us
Leaving nothing of us
But hot ashes of pleasure
Desire and lust.
- COMMENTS
lorencinoalmost 14 years agoA terrific mixture of images about passion, lust, arousal, the smell of intense arousal, and the groaning sounds of helplessness in the experience of pleasure. Then with racing hearts there is the electricity of storming consumption. and yet even in the ashes after the fire you still have pleasure, desire and lust in the embers.
Very intense stuff. You obviously know about the pleasures of the flesh and celebrate them vigourously in this poem.
