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I imagine what it would be like 

to kiss you

and taste the stars in your lips

feel the flickering hunger

of flames dancing

going round and round 

like wildfire unbound

beyond control, heat rising

everywhere, licking

burning everything in its path

leaving behind undying embers



pockets of love marks

searing into skin

deliciously dangerous

on this smoldering landscape

where a single spark

could ignite, 

a supernova of desire

that will consume and eclipse 

the blinding light of a thousand stars.