On Holy Bible, I can swear aloud —
We'll cross the lines no one’s allowed.
I’ll study you with zeal, with fire,
Till every word ignites desire.
My touch — a storm, a sudden flame,
You’ll rise like nations freed from shame.
And when we’re lost in wild attack,
I’ll plant our flag — a burning red —
Not on a hill, but on our bed.
It will be loud, it will be war,
A chaos love was ever made for.
And this I vow, without regret:
I’ll make you tremble, scream, and sweat.
V-day
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