Only when you move to the rhythm
In that pink sexy thing, dangerous enough
to spark the flames in my soul.
Only when my heart muscle burn into ashes
and I’m gone, never to feel the deep desire
that I can’t control, but the grip
clipping my tongue to the rooftop.
Only then do I accept the tempest in you
got me speechlessly in love, drifting me
deep into the poetry you turned me into.
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