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5064 You carry inflammable desire

In your black eyes, hey! 
You carry inflammable desire 
As if it were the reservoir 
Of oil wells in Kuwait.

My tongue 
Is like a flame 
In the dark.

Desire plays an opening act 
In the show 
Of pleasure.

We well know 
That what comes up 
Can make 
Hell pale 
When explodes
The supernova 
Of pleasure 
And our sins 
Are impregnated
With pitch 
And tarred 
Inside and out, 
Just as if it were 
Noah's ark.

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