the sparks that fly
between us
even from
across a
crowded
room
could light
the whole
place on fire
incendiary passion
clouds all reason
caution
isn't just
thrown to the wind
it is blown away
by a typhoon
it's all so wrong
and i know it
but still
i am never sated
always left
wanting more
unchained desire
and endless pain
how can it
hurt so good?
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