apolleo

 I longed for the noise of  fingernails                  traveling my                                  spine;  Of electric breath        giving                 life to the                                dead--       You came into my life      and little did you know    That you were the gasoline    that would soon set fire to   The              person                              I once was          And how could I know     That such a pretty little flame                 could destroy          an                       entire                                        world    (we've got a love like nicotine,