Your passion,
burning past the surface,
submerges my heart into a pit of lava;
Drowning my sense of self control.
My body,
often anxious and impatient,
releases into the waves
of the night.
Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 1:36 AM UTC
Your passion,
burning past the surface,
submerges my heart into a pit of lava;
Drowning my sense of self control.
My body,
often anxious and impatient,
releases into the waves
of the night.
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