Burning My Soul

Her kisses

Burn

Slow oozing

Into my

Ravenous mouth

Tumbling down

My spine

Molten lava

Bumping into

My riveted

Being 

Coiling around

Anacondas

Pressure on

Pulsating roots

Cravings itch

Quenching thirst

You burn

My soul

RLove 

10.13.19

F/Italy

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