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Her Midnight Wolf, His Flaming Bird

Engulfed
in a blazing lustfire
ignited
by
pure thought
pure passion

Feeling it burning
and burning
On Fire,
The Beast rages
from within
Scent imprinted
lips locked
in a primal kiss

Taste of sweet fiery nectar
never enough

Flame lit tresses
course through
steel fingers delicately
the undulating hardness of cold
metal bone
against the searing touch of
her soft naked heat

Ferocity of desire
hardly dissipates
instead a roaring
bonfire of ecstasy
feeding a raw hunger

Plunging
deeper and deeper
into this inferno vortex

Guttural moans
reverberate
against
solid flesh of the moonlit Beast
Howling with wild bloodlust
Ravaging fast and furiously
into the hot molten abyss

Trails of ashen feathers
of a Flaming Bird
embedded
in the sweat and blood
of her Midnight Wolf

Drawn together
Compelling
Creatures
of True Passion
Ange de Lune
Thursday, June 9, 2011
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