Intensity

by Jessica   Mar 17, 2007


My lips burn with the intensity of a thousand hells.
They burn for ours to meet again.
Oh how my blood churns in me.
How it churns to flow free.
The tension in my muscles.
Is unbearable for me.
I'm willing to change.
But only for one thing.
For your love.
To reign over the land
Of my body, my soul, and my whole heart.
Love me.
That's all I ask of you.
As my blood churns with intensity so deep that the deepest pits in hell aren't deep enough for me.
Oh how I wish to burn in those pits forever more.
If only I could feel your touch once more.
They burn like a free lit candle and so do I.
Would you light my candle?
Just to hold me one last time...

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