The course of fire

/ Rugby Lion


​I have touched you everyday.
​Just washed by the sun.
​Reaching out to me.
​Nothing is for show.
​Just an intimate dance
​of our tongues and fingers.
​Bringing the flesh into blossom.
​And the evidence will be my body.
​Running the course of fire.

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