afterburner
I wish to roll like afterburner,
fire up your shadowy ghost,
cherries warm to the blast,
be the fierce before you fade,
we'll do the tango set a-blaze
sweet like donuts freshly glazed,
I'll be your hot fresh cinnamon,
you'll be whipped of my dreams......
You'll come alive, from a cocoon
from the bottom set of a lagoon,
My eyes will fade as yours brighten
scorn train tracks of muddy mess
And you'll never have knew me,
potpourri's doubt troubling
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