Fiery desire
Ready to explode at any moment
Dark intense red
Boiling under your skin
Your guts flip
Someone's pulling your stomach out of you
You just wanna run to the top of the mountains
Scream and yell and weep...
Just want to be taken away
To be caressed,
held on the neck
allowing the kiss to suck the soul out of you...
Tangled.
Caught up in the intensity.
Forgotten self.
Increased heart rate.
Rapid pounding
on the walls of her heart
and head.
Passion is danger.
Never play with fire,
says the old man.
The best parts of life happen when you encounter passion.
The worst parts of life is caused by blinding passion.
Be very careful. Fire can burn.
Cabbage Wabbage
Sunday, January 27, 2008
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