The Passion of Fire (or Fire of Passion)
The fire of Passion burned them every night, the heat from his body warmed her heart. As the two made love, her song brought him to life, and like the Sirens call to the sailors, he threw himself into her turbulent ocean, Without anything to protect him from her tempestuous waves. He pounded her body like it was a drum, His drumstick pulsing on her skin with every beat, She could feel his heartbeat in the drumstick, as they inched closer and closer to climax together. Their bodies vibrated to the rhythm of their deep breathing, every inhale and exhale made them want more. Being burned by their love was not enough for them, they became the flame that moths danced to, their dizzying flight in remembrance of the passionate lovers, the flame they became reduced them to nothingness, they became one again in the ashes of the fire they fueled, Their bodies inseparable in death as it was in life. The passion of fire that burned them revealed the fires of their passion.