Burn Out
I need it to dissolve into thin air as if it never existed;
I need it to vanish but not
as slowly as it took for it to reach this level of intensity.
I need it to
pause its incessant need to send beats and rhythms and vibrations and all-consuming
fire throughout my body creating condensation in sacred parts.
I need it to be
released from my thoughts;
pushed to the far deep edges of my mind and sealed with
a warm kiss.
I need it to cease all creeping into my dreams;
both day and
night.
I need it to burn.
Not like it’s burning now;
deep inside my soul.
Not
like it’s burning now;
sitting in this hell of love.
I need it to burn off.
Burn away.
Burn out.
I need it to Burn Out.
@sultrethoughts



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