I am not sure just what you did,
or how...
I no longer know day from night,
or past from future...
You have become a fire in my brain
and my blood...
Consume me to ashes;
then do it again!
I need your touch,
like users need drugs,
At lips, breasts, belly
and cunt.
Free me, kill me, cure me or
curse me,
I'm yours...
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