The One

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The One


Prompt: Love Draws Fire With Her Hands


You are my favorite kind of ice cream

My kinkiest wet dream

The one that I absolutely crave

My naughtiest sex slave


You are the one who lights a spark

The one I moan out to in the dark

My sweetest cup of tea

My delicious agony


You are the essence inside this room

The one I want to consume

The hot breath down my spine

The one that I call mine


You are the fire inside my lungs

The one who makes me speak tongues

The whisper in my ear

The one who holds the mirror


You are the smile on my lips

The tingle in my fingertips

A new reason for me to be free

The reason for this melody


A.D. Small

January 25, 2024

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