Infatuation

Infatuation

Pour your essence deep in my soul
Revive those avid veins
Wondrous how passion crawl
In and out with every graze
Why bother to respire?
When you’re the elixir of existence”
You withhold so much fire,
Divest the last bit of resistance.
Infatuation conspire”

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