Saturday, March 23, 2013

Let it burn itself out*


Let it burn itself out*

Hot is our hearts, love is our spice
Three alarm fire, ring that bell more than twice
Inferno is here, rapidly fanning the flames
Nothing can put this out, this cannot be tamed
Even if a chill comes and it starts to get colder
The only thing this love can do, is to let it smolder

Dom*Colucci 2013

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