Forbidden fire, unholy, purple and black,
Lit under the quiet blanket of the night skies,
Fanned by lustful desires, true love's quack,
Appeals to lovelorn hearts hit by unforgiving bise.
Forbidden fire, uncontrollable, blazing high,
Lights the path to the entrance of Fleeting Pass,
Where deep passions and sweet promises belie
That the crooked road ends only at an impasse.
©desewa
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