∴ whirl of serendipity
‘neath the tumultuous grasp
of the serpentine sky
ardor’s blaze cinders to flame
refusing to be extinguished
by the storm’s wrath
with each crescendo
an insatiable longing arises
a primal need
to taste the sweetness of your lips
and your gravitational pull
draws me closer ∴
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