the furnace rages, beneath a simmering need, senses aflame, fanning a wanton greed.

aching passion in the cauldron of desire, famished yearning stoked by an overwhelming fire.

the distance between us reduced to a bead of dripping sweat, lost in an embrace, lips inches apart, beholding your face.

the hunger aches, surfing undulating crests and troughs, the impatience grows, sweltering in the spaces where desire flows.

fingertips tracing words of an unfinished rhyme, patiently now, since we bask in knowing we have all the time … … …