The air bubbles thick
the shock within your blood
is quick to rise ...
It surfaces never to
boil over.

Your pretty face soft skin
disguises that volcanic blast...
Within you lies mellow enchantment
with black ash upon those lips.

Describable words of thunder
roaring from you... intent on hate then
rest for my sake...before it's too late.

hurt my feelings... anger my soul
You love me with fire
pure of heart no deviance
discovered.

Go forth hate me... loath me...
Here i educate you for hate is
addictive... It draws one closer.