He is Amazing...
He is amazing...A true master.
Words don't just fall from his lips,
But do dazzling tricks,
Front flips
Through fiery rings
That gleam silver and gold...
And low and behold,
They entrapped me,
So enamored by the silky threads
Of promise
I never realized how tightly
They wrapped around my wrists...
And as the fire danced
Before my eyes,
Whispering of love and pleasure,
I let him lead me to the pyre.
Smoldering oak,
Upon my lips,
Upon my lips,
His kisses full of future
And hope...
To close my eyes
Against the truth
As wood meets torch.
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