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A heart burns as molten rock
It glides at an idling pace
Bubbling just underneath the hardened surface
A heart is frost, blizzards and hail storms in
It glides at an idling pace
Bubbling just underneath the hardened surface
A heart is frost, blizzards and hail storms in
The frost bites all who dare to reach
A mouth waters for a soft center waiting to be bitten
Teeth bite back words and keep our tongues on a leash
Hidden desires away for so long, forgotten it's existence
Anticipation builds as melding is imminent
Like-minded, but hearts of opposing element
We put each other out
Indulging in salacious decadence.
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