Jisoon

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Beneath the amber’s sultry glow,
Desire curls, ignites below.
Each touch, a sin, a slow caress,
A fleeting high, a soft undress.

Your hands, like smoke, they twist and bind,
A phantom touch, a reckless mind.
The taste of heat, the burn of breath,
A fragile vow that flirts with death.

The ember trembles, craving air,
Its heat as cruel as it is rare.
Each kiss, a spark, both wild and frail,
A hymn of lust, a whispered trail.

Yet smoke dissolves, it leaves no trace,
Just ash to mock its brief embrace.
Your love, like fire, too sharp, too fast—
A flicker’s bloom that couldn’t last.

Still, on my lips your ghost remains,
A sting of pleasure laced with pains.
For love’s no more than passion’s debt,
A sigh, a flame—a cigarette.