You are
That passion
The seconds
I looked up
Feeling my toes curl
Beneath a leather pair of shoes
That moment
That happened
As wild fires
Went alarmingly high
Within a chest
Hidden beneath
Me gazing right at you
For as long
As I could take it
Without
Bringing me down
To my knees
No one called
For help
To extinguish those fires
I held within
And neither have you realized
So much
That went on
Within
Sep 16, 2017
Sep 16, 2017 at 12:33 PM UTC
You are
That passion
The seconds
I looked up
Feeling my toes curl
Beneath a leather pair of shoes
That moment
That happened
As wild fires
Went alarmingly high
Within a chest
Hidden beneath
Me gazing right at you
For as long
As I could take it
Without
Bringing me down
To my knees
No one called
For help
To extinguish those fires
I held within
And neither have you realized
So much
That went on
Within
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