The pull and demand of its will burns my tongue
I like the way it burns so I do not try to cool it down
I hold onto the saliva in my gums
Taming a dragon that burns a thousands suns
Letting it burn on it’s own accord
For my passions destiny has it’s own lifetime to live, free willingly
It will carry on for more than I
Razor sharp teeth that digs into your skin
Saliva that tightens the grips and then in that same moment releases the pain
Ecstasy
The remainder of Blood, drips every last drop onto what it desires
Thickens and dries for the warmness to wrap and melts onto another
Passion
It will never die, yet expand
