FOEVERAMI JOHNSON - FIRE

THE FIRE IN THESE EYES NEVER SEEM TO FLAME, HOLES IN

MY MIND, WONDERING WHY THIS IS NOT MY GOVERMENT'S

NAME. NO THOUGHTS CAN ESCAPE, THE FIRE IS BLAZING

TRAP AROUND WATER'S GATE, NOT TRYING TO PUT IT OUT BUT

THE FORCES AROUND ME BRINGS IT ABOUT. I KNOW WATER

CAN HANDLE ME. I AM WHAT BRINGS WATER TO A BOIL, I MELT

HIS HEART INSIDE AND OUT. MY HAIR IS FLAMING, MY TEARS

ARE BLAZING, MY LIPS ARE LAVA, MY LOVING IS AS PURE AS

GOLD, FIRE FIGHTERS HAVENT SEEN ALL THIS HEAT BEFORE,

TRYING TO HOSE MUCH AS THEY CAN, AS THE HOSE SPRAYED,

WATER WHISPER TO FIRE, FOEVER COME TO ME AGAIN.

WALKING TOWARDS THE FIREMEN A SMALL SHIMMERING

BLAZE, OUT CAME A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN, AND T***'S HER NAME

SAYING FEAR ONLY WHAT YOU CANT SEE, WHICH IS BOTH

OPEN AND SHY, THAT IS ME! I CAN BE BOUGHT ONLY FROM

WATER'S SURPRISE, A FIERY GODDESS WITH AMBITION AND

PRIDE, NO JEALOUSY NEEDED, FIND OUT WHAT YOU HOLD

INSIDE! ! ! !

FOEVERAMI JOHNSON

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