Your kisses are sweet, and your hands are firm
you grab my hips, and you pull me close
our lips will meet, and our fires burn
doctor I'm ready for this, give me the dose.

You're moving your hand, and it's getting warmer
melting my mind, and making me free
Rooling round the sand, and it feels like summer
the world is alligned, the moonlight on me.

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It can seem so real.
You're a beast in flames
straining chords, search
for a familiar kill.

Deep in the recognition
there found within
bulbs of prey
skating but falling
and never dying

is the memory
of the one
who killed you.
And,

it can seem so real.

Presence is energy
and his fills
the rooms we share
power of convection
power of vibration
my heart trembles.
the solitary one to escape
is my sense of control.
consider my heart yours;
never wanted it anyways.

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Disabling living, aiming to inspire
Your spirit’s infected with the desire
To perpetually buy time to inquire
as to how your life will soon transpire.
You’re seeking to light the unlightable fire
yet cease to live and thus will expire.

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