Hypnotic Burn

Intensely,
he sears a trail on my skin.
He's the combustion
igniting my contemplation
and my imagination...
A hypnotic voice,
smoky whisper,
Calling me,
Inciting me -
No choice
but to grant him
permission
for invasion.
His voice vibrates
in my body,
As it pulsates
in my blood,
Rising with the fire
crackling inside,
Consuming all in his path,
Bringing forth ideas...
Like wisps of smoke,
the words puff out of my mouth.
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