Intensity
Sparks fly
when we just
look at each other.
Your touch feels
like a chemical burn
that can’t be washed
away by the flood.
I suffocate
when I hear
your careless whisper.
Our love is like
the rapture,
the apocalypse,
nuclear fission,
mutually assured destruction.
Intense.
when we just
look at each other.
Your touch feels
like a chemical burn
that can’t be washed
away by the flood.
I suffocate
when I hear
your careless whisper.
Our love is like
the rapture,
the apocalypse,
nuclear fission,
mutually assured destruction.
Intense.
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| Auteur: Zo Gezegd | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 februari 2012 | ||
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