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Stroke my skin with fire

Brand me with my own need

Sooth me with a touch

Fingertips, across chilled skin

Melt the ice encasing my heart

Lips silken on my breastbone

Tracing lines across unhealed wounds

Filling fissures with molten heat

Drawing poison up from depths

With a lash of braided leather

Caressing fears away as sighs deepen

The wild calls with plangent cries

The answering, release me, bring me

Enslave me, strokes your long banked fire


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