Blood rushing through me
From a heart inflamed with lust
Muscles tensed with want
Arousal spreads like wildfire
Burning all I yearn to touch

Ay, es muy picante!

You really say a lot in a few words, Misty; you do these concise poems so well. One couldn't express it better in dozens of lines, and the impact is probably greater in this concentrated form in any case. That which is felt is better shown than told.

Definitely a hot little poem, well made and presented with immediacy and impact.

Thanks and love,

+Stevie