The Slavery of Lifes Fire
I am burning up with the desire to shape a destiny with you.
The fever rages internal, no hope for release.
You have me firmly in your grip, no hope for release.
Your soul searing into mine, do not release me.
Hold me with your heated gaze, burn me with your pain.
Share with me your agony, I cannot stand it.
We cannot go backward, I cannot stand it.
Your pain becomes mine, do not take it away.
Caress me with your fire, burn me with your lips.
Tease me, ask me, I beg you, show me what to do.
Share with me a traveling of the body and the
mind.
The world is spinning faster, the darkness closes in.
The future becomes the past in seconds running away with time.
My head spins with the glory of the pain we have shared.
Ever forward we head, feeling, hurting, a shared moment of birth
Its over, as quickly as we found it, and we begin again.
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