Spontaneously Combust
Spontaneously combust,
Is a love that must,
Be lived,
And thus,
Be the love that goes,
Through the fire,
Not rust,
Through the ice,
Not dust,
Through the crust,
That layers,
Our heart that makes we into us.
Copyright © Chris Garcia | Year Posted 2011
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