Evil Fire Inside Me

Crackle, pop, the wood that fuels the fire snaps
It falls to the bottom of the pit
Where I can again hear the coals sizzle
With my desire

My feet start to move
Then my legs
Oh man there my hand goes
Just wishing you were here
I bite my lip till it bleeds
In silence I scream out in pleasure

As I touch the point of ignition
The fire extends through out my whole body
And echo’s into my soul

I cant help myself
This feeling
This need
This desire
I want so badly

My addition
It grows as long as the fire grows
And the fire will grow as long as
My addition needs feeding

poem by Mrs. Cynosure
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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