08-08-02 (need to finish)

i dreamt of you last night
your confession of love was
hotter than the roaring fire
that was bathing our skin
with primal beauty

your lips danced flirtingly
with your tongue
as you poured out
breathless compliments
and
lustful fantasies.

words sparked emotions
hotter than the burning embers
crackling in the fire

.....

August 8, 2002