Stigma of Desire Passion... fire that burns, burns... explodes in seduction! it detonates in the heat of the gaze, it makes the voice hoarse, it speeds up the rhythms, it disrupts the sense, it disorients the lucidity... Passion... it paints warm colors on my chest, with strokes of red, scarlet, crimson... it has cherub wings , dresses up as an angel or transforms into a demon, when he marks with iron and fire, the sweet stigma of desire!🌹🔥