I glow with anticipation
as I ignites and cackles,
dancing to the rhythm
of my primitive dance.
In search of dormant pleasures,
dancing from one source to another,
I see my reflection in your eyes
and bears my soul -
the warmth, the light
the joy.
I can feel your pulse
beating like mine.
And I dance
until you loses yourself in me.
Drumming up the tempo,
faster and faster,
fueled by that foolish wind
that swept us in a whirl。
We burn as one,
with impatience and gluttony.
Leaving nothing
but the remnants of our passion -
red cinders and dust.
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