I'm on fire.
Watch me closely.
Gates are gaping open.
Come,
step into my world.
It is hot in here.
Now become immersed
and let me be your guide.
Make yourself at home.
Let go of everything,
of all you knew before.
Come, follow me.
Let us dance
with winding flames.
Keep pace, do not delay.
She is watching.
Longing to take form.
Do not fret, it is all right.
She has not her own,
burning now to touch me
with screaming eyes,
with skin alive,
with melting lips.
She tells me that she likes you,
finds your shape delightful;
wishes for your body to be hers.
A rare commendation.
A high appreciation, to be sure.
She is thoroughly excited,
glowing, pulsing wildly,
yearning now to taste me
through your eyes,
your skin,
your lips...
Let her in,
Come with me.
Her smile is the eclipse on the horizon.
There is a sensation,
in the air now rising.
And much condensation.
Could it rain?
Take my hand.
Dance with me.
Burn with me.
Come.