Firey Love
Everywhere they went, they were followed by the dark shadows of the burn, and the smoldering heat of the fires melted their charm. Their lives were singed by the flames of their love. She was petite and lean, starved by the beasts of a first love. Her eyes were hazy, and she walked in the cloud of smoke that surrounded her heart. Her body was burning with longing, she needed his heat upon her naked skin. The longing made her faint, and she couldn't speak. She didn't need to speak. He knew what... Sign in to see full entry.