Dancing with Fire

Our fingers kept brushing while he taught me the steps.
The undercurrents intensifying every second.
The music igniting the suppressed urges
That had been building over the months.

As the music gained momentum,
so did our movements.
Grabbing me by the waist,
He plastered me against his strength.
I felt him...throbbing.
With every pore aching.
With the thirst of lust trickling, we danced.
Eyes locked, beats resonating.

Oblivious to the music
Dancing to our tunes.
More than dance it was an intense ommunication between two bodies.
Tune and melody.

We didn't wish to arrive.
Just continued in that magical moment.
Time stopped...so did the music.

Both of us engulfed in fire
yet not extinguished.
When he breathed his fire on my neck.
That's when I set loose.