
Burn baby, burn
It’s your turn.
But
Know
That you won’t end up like the others,
behind glass,
In a misrecollected urn.
So burn, baby burn
Because
You are special,
There’s no need to yearn,
Rather, you are,
Something to be revealed,
Until the end of time.
So
Burn baby, burn
This, my ode to you,
I shall not harm.
At first,
I will take your breath,
And then bring you to your knees,
I will push myself against your breast,
As you,
Heave
It will be your last, in this body,
Unfortunately.
Then
I will try and take you all at once,
Even though,
I know,
You want me to go slow.
But, alas, foreplay has never been my “thing.”
And when you flesh seers,
I don’t want you to feel the sting.
Burn baby burn,
Because I can guarantee,
You will release all your fears,
And phobias,
Because
You won’t need them anymore,
Like ashes,
They will fall to the floor.
The initiation,
Now passed,
At last,
We
have become one,
Now there’s no need to be chaste.
Together
We have,
Risen
No longer encased,
In a fleshy human prison.
Together we are the source,
Of a great a force,
And
We will never tire,
As we set the world on fire,
So burn, baby burn.
Burn baby burn.









