flame

36.

we are close;

lips locked and

hands on each other.

still he pulls me

impossibly closer

to him, until we are

chest to chest,

embraced by bliss.

all my emotion

rushes to

the edge of my lips

to meet with his,

to get lost with his.

and when warm feelings collide,

love is set on fire

and it burns as

we are close.

♡