Octane
Octane rush and howls the surging blood,
Racing uncongealed, mercury switched and primed,
And in the veins detonates a nitro surge,
Swells the moon struck heart, ignites the tripwire mind.
Love boosts this eclectic turbo charging,
The muscle pistons thump the cage of bone,
Hammer wires of palpitating passions,
Play havoc on some heavenly xylophone.
She, when he draws near, internally explodes
For nothing can assimilate with this,
The crash and burn of love and blood and flame
Combusting in the seize of purest bliss.
Copyright © Tony Bush | Year Posted 2005
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