Threshold Stories

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Flickering flames and shadows writheAcross the surface of your bare skinAs you bask in the heat of the fireAnd my mouth.Yellow and orange tendrils twistIn the umber of your eyesWhere I see fountains of passionSparking and risingIn roaring, fearsome depths.My image is wreathed by glowing ribbonsOf panting desire whereYour gaze sca...