FEEL-A-FIERY-HEAT
Lady lay down low
here at the fireside.
We shared a bath,
a joke and a laugh.
Do let your towel slide.
Lady lay down low
by the fire's warm glow
and feel the body-heat
as my lips come to press
on your sweet nakedness
from your head to your feet.
THE-MOTHMAN-MOON
Like a moth around a candle's flame
I'm a moth about the fire
I see burning in your eyes.
I too am burning with desire.
Like the moon up on high,
girl I can get no higher.
I'm a moth to your butterfly,
to the bedroom let us retire.
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