My Inferno Poem by Raimi Babatunde
My Inferno
You were an inferno,
I was your water.
You were the guitar box
I was your chord.
You were the book,
I was the chapters.
In your revealing laps my dear,
is a slice of heaven.
A road that leads to pleasures untold.
How can you be so flawless,
This must be a rigged equation.
You are everything I want,
and everything I can't do without
Together, let's create our story.
My inferno.
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