Conflagration

I ignite

The brush of your lips upon my neck
The reverberating purr rumbling deep in your chest as you press against me

The grip of your fingers tangling in my hair
Each sensation its own spectacular pyrotechnic show within me

The heat of your breath on my throat
The tension in your arms as you pull me into you
As if any room between us is too much

My lips swell from our eager, crushing kissing
Goosebumps pebble every inch of my too-hot skin
Sparked into existence by your exploring fingertips

My hands gripping your arms
Your hair
Your back
Your hips

My nails sometimes teasing 
Sometimes scratching as I surrender to this tempest of desire

Sighs and moans
Gasps and groans
Hunger and need 
Primal and demanding our surrender to it and each other

I have no desire to resist
Neither do you seem to

We are wonder and fire
Surrendering to this conflagration 
As we quest to find in this consuming bliss
The evocation of when our essence
blazed as brightly as stars

-gws