I am the moth attracted to your heat.
Bring me heat as I approach you.
For I plunge into your fire
To stoke you with my wherewithall
To cause the sparks to fly.
So shall I make you burn for me
With unquenchable desire.
You shall roar
You shall scream
For ME.
As my lips and tongue and fingers
And whatever else I possess
Work you into a frenzy of flaming desire.
Bathed in sweet sweat
We shall douse each other's ardor
And lie in each other's arms
Kissing and caressing
Till the embers once again are stirred
And cum to life.
This Dante shall gladly walk the halls of your Inferno.
For that is his pleasure
And it shall be yours.

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