i stick to your hands like moist earth
and i become a balm as you rub me into your body
the air so dense but my skin still breathes
the shadow chilled me but you cast it away with your lips
wrap me softly around your body
wreathe me with the pulse of your lips
then lay me down as if you were fearing
that there will not be enough of me to cover you
you turn me into fire, i smell of you and i burn
you warm me up like water when i submerse into you
i flow touching your fingertips ever so gently
i know what will be when i completely lose myself
i'm burning
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