May 15, 2006

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  INTERNAL COMBUSTION

  I smolder
  and you fan my heated embers
  until I am gasping:
  overwhelmed with need.

  I burn
  and you shore up my flames
  until I am frantic:
  overcome with heat.

  I erupt
  and there is no stopping the fireworks
  until I am sated:
  overall by you.

  © drc 2006
   

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