Love Is Sharp and Doesn’t Bend

Don’t touch me soft, Or I’ll burn you slow. Don’t dance too close, I won’t let go. You came like wind, I rose like flame. No names, no rules, just hunger, No shame. You watched me burn with eyes like knives. I watched you breathe and risk our lives. You circle left, I lean in right. We’re drawing blood with every flight. This ain’t love, it’s appetite. We’re stars at war in dead of night. We dance on a blade, fire kissing air. One wrong move, we’re not there. You twist, I spark, we clash, we flare. Hearts in flames, but we don’t care. We’re more than sin, we’re breath and bite. Tangled gods in mortal light. You pull me in with water skies. I smile in smoke, you see my lies. We’re made for pain that tastes like wine. Your hand in mine, the sharpest line. No touch is safe, no word is tame. You carve my soul, I scorch your name. We’re not in love, we’re in design. A fire That dances blind. We dance on a blade, no end, no start. Air feeds flame, flame breaks heart. You breathe me in, I burn you out. Still we return with every shout. We’re not afraid to lose or fall. Because we were never just flesh at all. One spark, one breath, no Left, no rest. We are the Edge of flame.