Loot

She had everything to give and he had everything to take.

Drugged in the depths of his eyes

Intoxicated by his scent

Tracing her fingers on the marks left by him

She was willingly drawn

Drawn to a strange warmth

An engulfing fire

Pouring her all

She burned, glorious

Revelling in the fire

Too consumed

He took her

Gasps, moans, screams

He took her all

Until there was nothing left to give

Fire gone, ashes remained

~Aishwarya Singh

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