Flicker Of The Silver Flame Poem by Anthony Daniels

There's a whisper floating around the velvet room where we lay, caressing each other delighted while our lips are at play. Kissing along the edges of your body you begin to quiver, the flicker of the silver flame illuminates the room before you start to shiver.
How beautiful you are to me as the silver illumination reflects onto your skin, grind all the way down on me baby and leave me completely drained in the end.
Clasped hands bound together as the flicker of the flame begins to wither, we both release sighs of pure relief as our bodies conclude leaving us both hungry for more of one another far beyond belief.