"Velvet Fire"
Your touch is a whisper in heat,
A flicker of flame beneath silk sheets,
Eyes like storms, lips like wine,
Every breath says, “You are mine.”
Fingers trace the edge of night,
Skimming curves in candlelight,
A moan, a gasp, a soft, slow sigh—
Time melts as you draw me high.
Your scent clings close like sweet perfume,
A garden blooming in full-blooded bloom.
Hunger dances on every kiss,
A fevered pulse in every bliss.
We are tangled, wild and free,
Worshippers of ecstasy.
No need for words in this delight—
Only the fire that burns all night.
Your touch is a whisper in heat,
A flicker of flame beneath silk sheets,
Eyes like storms, lips like wine,
Every breath says, “You are mine.”
Fingers trace the edge of night,
Skimming curves in candlelight,
A moan, a gasp, a soft, slow sigh—
Time melts as you draw me high.
Your scent clings close like sweet perfume,
A garden blooming in full-blooded bloom.
Hunger dances on every kiss,
A fevered pulse in every bliss.
We are tangled, wild and free,
Worshippers of ecstasy.
No need for words in this delight—
Only the fire that burns all night.
