October 5, 2012
Fires eyes burn deep into mine,
My heart skips a beat and my temperature will rise,
The spread of its laughter is almost a crime,
The flame's of its mind can almost make you cry,
Will no one put out the fire of my dreams,
I shall burn my secrets as well it seems,
Fires touch is so hot so warm
When ever it talks my mind will swarm
I will avoid the fire that my heart so richly desires,
So I can soar the waters of my future endeavors

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