Licking Flames

It was like licking flames, darling. The heat in my mouth, the rush of adrenaline. You're name on my lips set a fire that never died. Every time I thought of you I felt the burning in my mouth, along my gums, between my teeth, slowing moving to the back of my throat. And each time I thought of you, the fire burned a little further, a little deeper, until it was everywhere inside me. The flames consumed me, and I was yours, ready to do anything to spend a moment in your arms. I felt the heat rush to my cheeks whenever your name rushed through my mind. I saw the burns on my body where you had graced me with your fingertips. Darling, I fell in love with the flames and that burning sensation running through me. I was addicted to the heat, and all I wanted was to keep licking the flames.