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The Allure
The allure
I feel it deeply,
A rush that never fades away,
Whether racing or savouring each moment, moving fast and slow.
For the source is an endless spring,
The river flows, igniting my emotions in pyroclastic flows.
I feel the blast from the heat; it knocks me off my feet.
Tropical heat surrounds us; diamond droplets cover our skin
A kiss of passion fruit crushes my lips; wild flavours explode in my mouth.
Your scent lingers, intoxicating and wild.
The humidity envelops tightly,
I savour the moisture, each drop a burst of unfiltered joy.
Pure and undistilled.
I taste the sweat from every crevice,
Salty-sweet kisses sear my lips,
A sharp, sweet sting mingles with the tang of desire — my hunger for you pangs.
Powered by the April showers,
I am completely soaked in your essence,
Pheromones infuse the air; they swirl like confetti around my mind.
Caught in the vortex, your natural scent lifts me higher,
In your wild forest, I wander free, wild sage and oregano infuse the air.
Within, there’s a secret gorge where the water’s…
