I dive headlong into the fray
on a secret mission,
so exuberant
craving the lava flow,
the adrenalin fixation,
creating an ********
in the warrior-mind,
she covers me with
explosive pixie-dust.
Lust shakes my rivets loose
in a fiery demise,
'till I see
those Chakra-eyes
begging for release
again & again.
Jan 29, 2014
Jan 29, 2014 at 12:09 PM UTC
I dive headlong into the fray
on a secret mission,
so exuberant
craving the lava flow,
the adrenalin fixation,
creating an ********
in the warrior-mind,
she covers me with
explosive pixie-dust.
Lust shakes my rivets loose
in a fiery demise,
'till I see
those Chakra-eyes
begging for release
again & again.
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