Why write about love
When you can write about lust
The extraction of passion in the purest form
Metamorphosing into brilliant colour
Blood red, warm orange
Not caring for the day after, or the day next week
Just stuck in a moment that is melted and deep
Up to your ears in molten lava
Sizzling pleasure
Desperately wanting more
Even after you are spilling over
A little self destructive
But worth every drop?

10/08/2002

Posted on 10/08/2002
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