The fire

Temptation, a word too strong,
Probably has the power of the devil
This act, Is it actually right or wrong?
Has it some sources down with the evil?

She was resting with peace,
Yet somehow her whole body was on fire
She was biting her lips, piece by piece,
Her fast breath could even fool her sincere attire.

His Hand on her hand,
His Eyes in her eyes
Risk of a fire in the sand
Would you fight it or just fly?

Cloth by cloth, Stripping to reality,
Dangerous however, breaking those chains
Her eyes stuck on shedding all morality,
Her losses themseleves counted her gains.

This monster, burning down her soul,
Making her shed her layers of shame and just feel
She looked ahead as they soon, fall
Her eyes still glorious and her libido slowly reels.

The only way to get rid of temptation is to it, yield
The only way to go beyond these chains is to close your eyes and just feel
Close your door shut, your reality shield.
Soon you have to get up and get ready to normally, fetch again. .your daily meal.