We are the slow burn. The sudden collision of our energies kindled the fledgling sparks, a convergence that made us hunger for a friction that would lead us to a luminous ignition. Alight with lustrous flare and nurtured with ferocious need, these flickers will cling, entire. Interminable heat building to a blaze that will consume. So when you ask me to never let you forget the flames that engulf us, I will remind you – We created this fire, this inferno is only ours to claim. We are the radiant burn. Succumbing to passion that emanates in the warmth of this incandescence; every static, dormant nerve awakens, with these ripples of conduction fluent only from your touch. This fervid burning will devour until you mark me as yours alone. Flesh charred with this essence, your most intimate signature within the clutches of a molten core. So when you ask me to never let you forget the grips of this possession, I will remind you – We created this fire, this carnal ardour is only ours to declare. We are the smouldering burn. Should we be reduced to naught but embers ebbing amongst cinders and ash, I will remind you – We created this fire, these glowing flashes only ours to affirm. Only ours to replenish, fuel, and nourish, should we wish to inflame once more. We are the inextinguishable burn. So when you ask me, to never let go, to always hold on to the bonds of this conflagration, I will remind you – We created this fire, and it is ours for the taking we choose. In this unquenchable fevered nexus we make our covenants. Every blistering promise singed far deeper than flesh. Every scorching memory seared beyond erasure. We created this unceasing fire. We are the indelible burn. ~~~~~ Previously published on LushStories