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Are you lost
Amber eyes hold me
the color of raging storms
unlike many
I see the smoke lingering
of fire down below
awaken my darling
as I take hold
the storm will follow
rain paved in pain
will fire up in the cold
cold grip of my hands
leading the way
fear rising at every short breath
as your pain anchors
you silently obey
gravity in all corners of your soul
staked in with pain
magnetic fields of chaos
spinning your compass wild
into my comforting chains
your lips quivering
as I reveal my intentions
my hardened desire to explore
into clenched folds
defying my invasions
hand held behind your neck
supporting everything I take
there is no other place I wish to be
I confess as I kiss
inhaling all of your ache
there is no place you can run
look at me
I see the fire in you
unleash the storm
and blaze in ecstasy
from the smoke and ashes
arched forth a deep need
taking hold of what I offer
in long deep slow breaths
conforming to my decreed
lost in the depth of my passion
I twist at the stakes that bleed
removing each one slowly
with skillful hands
and the sharpness of my teeth
allowing her to uncontrollably surge
her darkest deep secrets
releasing unknown caged rage
upon my rigid body
for only one reason
I fixed your compass
Sweet dreams
the color of raging storms
unlike many
I see the smoke lingering
of fire down below
awaken my darling
as I take hold
the storm will follow
rain paved in pain
will fire up in the cold
cold grip of my hands
leading the way
fear rising at every short breath
as your pain anchors
you silently obey
gravity in all corners of your soul
staked in with pain
magnetic fields of chaos
spinning your compass wild
into my comforting chains
your lips quivering
as I reveal my intentions
my hardened desire to explore
into clenched folds
defying my invasions
hand held behind your neck
supporting everything I take
there is no other place I wish to be
I confess as I kiss
inhaling all of your ache
there is no place you can run
look at me
I see the fire in you
unleash the storm
and blaze in ecstasy
from the smoke and ashes
arched forth a deep need
taking hold of what I offer
in long deep slow breaths
conforming to my decreed
lost in the depth of my passion
I twist at the stakes that bleed
removing each one slowly
with skillful hands
and the sharpness of my teeth
allowing her to uncontrollably surge
her darkest deep secrets
releasing unknown caged rage
upon my rigid body
for only one reason
I fixed your compass
Sweet dreams
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