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.

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