PureVolume

poetry

Your glowing attire and eyes made of fire set me off balance as I begin to perspire yet you lift me up higher in a way I require and oh so desire for a kiss I would enquire yet your smile just so prior sang out like an offset choir screaming liar liar liar!!! now i see the truth through the fire the mass of deadly brier like razor sharp wire My heart now like a flat tire and I should have seen it prior for then I could retire from your wire and fire and conspired desire But I did not know you were for hire and now my love and sweet desire are now strung in a noose make entirely of barbed wire So now i mean nothing like a lost forgotten flyer but still her I seem to require with my love and hardest desire almost as if she has trapped me in a ring of blazing fire

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