Put away the H-2-O, let our fire burn
For what is love if not afire,
Shall we let it, or shall we squirm?
When affection turns in time
To wishes of things more
Will you let your heart run wild
With me for evermore?
© Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] – 12 September 2003.
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