Like a cursed poison, I forbid it the more I avoid it, the more I need it. Your kisses like a drug that elevates me but drowns me, like an abyss we find your icy dryness and my ardent desire to be. But the closer I get to you, the more chilling your coldness becomes. Freeze your eyes and dim fire my skin ...
Until more time passes and more ardent desire I have to be.
My kisses become more ardent, the desire to touch you more ardent.
And your body is based on the sensations of my kisses crossing your favorite places, a tower of fire remains immune to the cold.
