| what is it that you want, why are you here? is this the cage-game where you show me yours then i show you mine? in which case i will have to let you down, because i have no cage to show and i do not think you dare to see the passion swirling deep inside me right this minute now. i can smell your fear that you might come undone if i touched you with my wildness, so back away before your shallow curiosity gives me a headache. somewhere deep inside, an ocean roars my name, and while i do not like to seem abrupt, i must get out of here and throw myself into a rolling thunder-pulse. |
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