Thank you to K.L. Caley of new2writing for hosting #Maydays prompts. This prompt has to do with fire or anything relating to fire.
He peeks at her below a baseball hat,
He’s plays with a match; he doesn’t even —
Realize he’s heading for the flames and —
He’ll be consumed by an inferno fast.
Her lips are scarlet sin, and she is —
Sucking back her whiskey; burning down —
Her soft white throat, it smokes and his gaze means–
He’s buying her next round, with Diet Coke.
Her eyes are amber flashes, synging with —
Coal black and thickened eyelashes; she is —
Fluttering at him; sulphurous voice sings.
Dissolving smoke; she’ll set fire rational.
(Any he had) until he’s choking ashy smoke —
Second -hand; a dangerous demon,
Sitting on his knee; his fantasy he —
Inhales and she’s blackening his weak heart.
She’s burning through his defence and he is–
Lusting for her skin; white ash torching within,
He’s never going to win; she’s hell —
Burning him for sin; passion ignited,
A red lighter starts the desire smoking.
She’ll go through him; like cigarettes lit,
Feeding her ire, her desire; he’s on trial.
Pointed heels lost, fire engine red toes peek,
He worships at her feet, and she consumes him.
She stands flames enveloping her; within her.
Enthralling curves and eyes seeing inside him,
Thawing out the cold; she’ll burn him down.
Raging inferno of heat, flames will kill him.
A pile of ashes she leaves in his stead.
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