My soul burns for you
I don't know why
But It's deep
Like the Magma Building up
Or like the Sweltering sun
Heating up...
It wants to explode
Its waiting to feel, touch, hear you
In a way that makes you quiver
I'm telling it to stop
But its saying Its too hot
Its waiting for the cool
Essence
That flows like a River
But feels like a breeze to
Quietly, Instantly, raise upon
To put that fire at ease
For this shall end my
Desire to be pleased...
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