Save the World

She whispers to her lover
Make love to me as if the world is on fire
The existence of man rest on our shoulders
Release your fire into the heat of my soft flesh
Where together we will gather the strength
Potent enough to populate the earth
Even after your fire has waned
My flesh is still so tender
I will take you again and again
Until your flame is extinguished
And sleep descends on us like death
Coming to take us away to a better place.

Jean-Pierre, Dean
5-26-06…11:17pm
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