Our chocolate hearts
melt in our heat of passion,
molding into one.
Our lit candle wicks
burn in our moment of climax,
flames joining to melt the wax
as it drains down our bodies,
till the streams dry to a still –
the sweet memories that’ll linger.
I want to burn in ecstasy with you
everyday and everywhere we can,
always hungry for both our dripping bodies.








Why does love have to burn?!…. Nice one
Passionately penned, Daniel. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian