In
the pit.!
Random
in nature,
Yes
of course it would be,
A
flute blowing my name,
The
icicles of desire,
Building
houses
Set
on flame.
Once
was all it took,
Those
eyes, a smile,
I'm
on her hook.
Thrust
to stagger,
For
a breath to live,
A
stirring deep
In
the pit of my stomach
Will
give.
Must
I bear it
More
than a day?
Oh
yes I must,
If
I'd ever get my end
(no,
not that)
She'll
come to stay...!
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