Let's compete in
a rodeo of love.
Where you have
your leash on me,
And I'm your
ride or die.
We sink and
swim together,
Traverse lava
if we must.
You're like the
static charges
of electrons,
The magnetic field
always around
my heart.
You're the coil
wrapping me
around with
your warmth.
The bread
without which
the butter would
be left alone.
You're the secret
of alchemy,
the miracle
medicine to fix
the void
in my soul.
You chip away
at the moss
that's stuck itself
over the years
onto me.
You become
the chaos
running through
my blood.
The red moon
for my werewolf heart,
You make me
feel like a human.
I wanted nothing
but to shoot myself
in the head,
Until you turned
the clams of
my calamity
into goodness.
You overturned
the tides of
my emotions,
Ones even the
gods failed to do.
You clamped onto
my soul, attached it
with yours.
You're my
insatiable hunger.
You're my devotion,
my end game after
I have found
my purpose.
Even if it means
being cronies,
being a slave
to this love,
I'd gladly give
myself up,
and be the
servant of
your needs.
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