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A Fire

When I went out that wooded path
And came upon him - dead
I knew your passion'd unleashed it's wrath
And you had made my bed

When I was diving in the lake
I came across your clothes
I know you'd made your mind to take
All that you could hold

The way you made my mortal bed
With sticks and bones and wire
The way you begged to give me head
Your legs atwist a fire

And when I drove down hard the road
And felt your grip's insistence
Your open throttle, a grind and load
Your path of least resistance

The way you made my portal bed
With sticks and bones and wire
The way you begged me give you head
Your legs atwist a fire

The way you joined me in your bed
Your strictly known desire
The way your legs wrapped up my head
Your eyes and mouth cried fire

(Chorus 1)

When I slid in that dark wet path
You came across, I led
All your passion unleashed it's wrath
You made me then you fled

(Chorus 2)

The way you begged to give me head
And pulled me to the floor
And when you begged me give you head
The words meant so much more

The way you made my mortal bed
With sticks and bones and wire
The way you begged me make you red
Your legs atwist a fire

And when I came upon your brow
Your eyes screamed loudly
"Make me now"

12/15/24

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