willing

unchained on a summer night

willing

to make it right

rebellious

with a calm fight

burning

bright

smiling with delight

as my muse undressed

my soul.

a little moment became

hours

like watching her bloom

into a gorgeous flower

willing

to be devoured

lucky me…

burn baby burn

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