Explosive love


He tasted of gasoline
and she was willing to burn for this so called love
as brightly and radiant as the morning sun.

She kept the flames
underneath her skin,
and if he were not the one to ignite the fire in the first place,
he would burn his fingers.

Toxic lovers,
living on the edge of reality,
sacrificing their souls for the beauty of burning hearts;
and to this day,
no storm has diminished their flames.

To this day,
they do not regret loving until they burst.

Jehona Thaqi©

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