There is electricity in my fingertips
Juice in my tongue
I will ignite you, send sparks and
Shivers across your skin, lighting
A thin sheet of blue flame that 
Burns between my tongue and you.
Press your heated skin to mine
Suppressing the flame to a smolder
Like soaked charcoal, let’s smoke
Slowly in the heat until our 
Rendered juices run clear.

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