Her skin, supple.
She wanted to be touched.
She hoped he’d set her body on fire and continue adding lumber to her dying flames.
She hoped he’d have a seat and find solace in the warmth of her.
She hoped they would burn together.

2 responses to “Fever”

  1. JaseyJade says:

    1 word: “perfect”
    jade x

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