I wake up to kiss your vodka flavoured lips, intoxicating, to say the least my ardour, an orange tinted beast, your skin, an exquisite tune I accelerate, to cross the dunes , igniting dormant embers provoking nether chambers, sacrificed in adult fires unmindful of consequences, dire I time my dive to match your jive, we keep fanning the flames till the wolf is tamed. Weekend Poem #flames #wolf #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba
