Bring It On

Love in a vortex, tempest savaged; 
Slammed to euphoria, broken, ravaged; 
Breathing volcanic, incinerated; 
Rocketing skyward, motivated; 
Lodged in a crevice, trapped, imprisoned; 
Bestowed on the blinded, sight envisioned; 
Carved on a headstone, legend hammered; 
Roared from the rooftop, cacophony clamoured; 
Ripped on the railings, torn and tattered; 
Buried with honour, illusions shattered; 
Sweet resurrection, finger licking; 
Bring it on down, alive and kicking...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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