After the Heat by Caelum1Infernum

 

“After the Heat”
by Caelum1Infernum

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Nine days of fire, skin on skin,
Laughter tangled in sheets worn thin.
Whispers deep in midnight’s breath,
Felt more alive than scared of death.

She moved like summer, wild and free,
For a moment, she belonged to me.
But now the room is cold and bare,
Her scent still floating in the air.

The echoes of her moans still play,
In this silence, they fade away.
And I’m left lying wide awake,
With nothing real, just what we fake.

I thought I’d feel like a king inside,
But emptiness is hard to hide.
My chest, a cage that holds a ghost,
Of moments I once craved the most.

Not love—not yet—but something near,
A comfort wrapped in lust and fear.
Now she’s gone, no word, no trace,
Just memory in a half-warm place.

I don’t want thrill that leaves me dry,
I want a hand that doesn’t lie.
A presence I don’t have to chase,
A soul that stays, not just a face.

So maybe what I seek is peace,
A stormless love, a soft release.
Not passion’s blaze that quickly ends—
But quiet fire that stays… and mends.

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