scream at own ass


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Affection Ablaze

For purposes following, assume if you will:
That which is "our love" is as a fuel.
Burning brightly, it doth combust,
Irradiates completely 'cross the Earth's crust.

If my love you you, dear, were set alite,
As, universally, hist'ry began to write,
And burned efficiently, aheart, 'til the end of days,
Would not yet exhaust, rather continue its blaze.

Our lives, my dear, my be snuffed all too soon,
But not fear comes forth from inevitable doom.
For our burning passion will yet echo through space,
This firey love enkindling at salamander's pace.

-Alex, the love of my life, 2012

1:18 PM - kilereren: plus, you know, some decent looking dudes dressed in drag, can't complain