Besame

Scratching

Clawing

Burning

Abrazame mas

Nuestro destino es quemar

Un abrazo que abrasa

Freedom is damned, demanded

Slowly, creeping bloodied embers ignite the frayed hem of my circling skirt. Twirls of burning suns wind and pull at my intercoastal waterways

Spun in an eddy of confusion, a strong current drags me

Down deep

Sin embargo, todavía respiro

Inhalar amor, exhalar lujuria

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