She comes Shiva ferocious to destroy it all
The way she sways calls gentle hot wind into the room
Unseen creatures enter worshipping her moving in silence
All of the noise conspiring with her hips
Emotion had worked it's spell capturing the air of the room
She shakes all attention becomes vaccumed into her
I wait for the return of my own eyes and breathing
After blinking and spluttering I marvelled at the havoc of her
Dust and sparks as metal moved musty delight almost a smile
The salts of infatuation the shield had grown heavy
Shiva manifests a grenade that explodes infinitely
coloring the walls and deep into us with deep reds
nasty purples and sexy blacks and oranges
all forming and evapourating just to destroy my life
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