He smoke.
She flame.
Each so different, but two of the same.
Nothing can tame their wild erotic desires.
A fire that blazes with the most intense scorching flame.
He encircles her soul and curls around her hips.
Lovers entwined in a heated embrace.
Her smoldering lips trace a trail down his frame.
Their intoxicating taste feeds their tantalizing heat and desire.
As fire rises and surges to engulf, merging with smoke as one.
Feeding into each other's urges.
smoke evades every inch of her.
Each riding wave after wave of ecstasy.
An inferno of lapping flame.
Heat that can't be extinguished.
The sweet taste of smoldering lust.
He smoke,
She flame.
As night passes to day.
The flame,mere smoldering red hot ash.
Smoke and fire,desires fed at last.
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