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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