my dynamite soul that i hope to offer any type of affection
the inspiration flows from my limbs when i imagine
i can only hope for the days when the rays lick at my skin
when i am where i belong, nestled in a the arms i've longed for
the electric sparks soaring far beyond where the mind can fathom
the want the collective aroma of us to fill the air around me
i want your hands to blossom and mine to graze your skin
i want the warmth and fire and burn that comes with every firework kiss
i'm begging father time to cut me a deal, just this once. i need you.
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He finally answered
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