Lava

Promise to queen
Sunshine to come
When clouds float and rain falls
I will cup your dew drops

Aspiring king
was nothing but a bug
Then you came to paint
colors in the texture of my brain

Wordless speeches
through your magnetic eyes
i want to hike
your contour tonight

let the world hear
as you lay here
unwind, sip wine
spread, then amplify

burning desire
lava boils
winter lifting
inevitable

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