A hand rests on her hip, fingertips like the suns’ rays

She turns and is scorched by the love and lust pooling in eyes as dark and murky as a lake at midnight.  

She drowns in him, loving the way it burns, brands, and steals her breaths.

The liquid desire washes over her and consumes her.

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