Moth to the Flame


With every caress, a scorching sensation.
Igniting desire, a burning fixation.

In every tender whisper, a flaming desire,
a pain so sweet, her soul could aspire.

She's addicted to the flame he bestows,
like an adrenaline rush, her heart gladly knows.

For in that affliction, she finds such release.
A symphony of pain and pleasure, a delicate peace.

His fingertips dance with fervor, tracing paths unknown. Setting her aflame with a heat that's all his own.

The flames lick her skin, tracing patterns of yearning. An inferno of ecstasy that leaves her heart burning.

Each kiss leaves a mark, both tender and severe.
Embracing the ache, she feasts without fear.

For within the pain, that ecstasy hides.
A connection they share, where passion collides.

In the crucible of love, their souls intertwine.
On the precipice of bliss, fueled by a fire divine.

For in the depths of torment, desire takes shape.
Aching with adrenaline, a craving they cannot escape.

The pain she adores, like an addictive potion...
Fuels the flames within, igniting deep devotion.

As skin meets skin, their souls become one.
Drenched in the heat of a love that can't be undone.

Thus, in the echoes of passion, their story is told,
A tale of two hearts that burn, wildly unfolds.

In pain and in pleasure, a union complete,
where her skin sets flame and their souls find retreat.

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