The fire beneath my skin
Rages
Everyone can feel the blaze
Except you
For you have turned into a sage
The embers of my hunger
Torment my flesh
I sleep
With my cravings awake
I twist in agony
As I soil my modesty
With musky juices
The night melts
In my inferno
But you remain ignorant
About my volcanic outburst.
@LR
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