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By Briana Kassia Date: 2002 Mar 11 Comment on this Work [[2002.03.11.05.02.11071]] |
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take dainty sips let them linger on your lips you can taste me in my words they are made of firebirds savouring the wine ice and fire intertwine then shall I taste of you coldly sweet yet bitter too feel you with my tongue your chill breath yet unsung I can see it in your face how delightful warm words taste then with your words fill me let your icy voice fulfill me the scent of smoke beneath my kiss my crackling fire: forbidden bliss lay me back, penetrate pleasure and pain celebrate softest leather warm as sin heated surrender drink my skin you are flavored of december's freeze I am smokey striving, aching for release liquid hot magma from the core of me hisses as it brands you my property fiery passion wins wilder cries, your words a blizzard and part of me dies... taste me again, feel your words within aching for the heat of my fire-warmed skin but I melt you, and you freeze me, elemental conflict, death and destiny I struggle back against the cold but I am tired, and hollow-coaled a passionate harvest do you reap soft drifts of words smother me to sleep with the smell of you melting in my lungs and the taste of wordwine on my tongue neither the winner neither ranked coals and snow both are banked |