My heart’s a wild creature
No one will ever tame.
Fierce yet fragile
Clumsy yet agile
Not opening easily
But loving blindly
If you can’t stand the temperature…
Don’t stand next to the flame!
I’m up to my ears
With the moanin’ and bitchin’
I can’t stand this heat
Let me out of your kitchen
You’re spicy. Enticing.
So very good looking
I like how you taste
But not what you’re cooking
So let me get dressed
Allow me to leave
Though I’ve nothing to wear
But the heart on my sleeve
There’ll be no turning back
Be no looking around
For no love is lost
Where there’s none to be found
Cyranny's Cove 
I’m up to my ears
With the moanin’ and bitchin’
I can’t stand this heat
Let me out of your kitchen
You’re spicy. Enticing.
So very good looking
I like how you taste
But not what you’re cooking
So let me get dressed
Allow me to leave
Though I’ve nothing to wear
But the heart on my sleeve
There’ll be no turning back
Be no looking around
For no love is lost
Where there’s none to be found
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The paradox of the heart. Wonderful!
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Love this one! Great work cyranny!
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