Javelin Jungle

Cold, blisteringly cold. Elders, blisteringly old. Without remorse, I fly. I float, I gloat of our love passed. Drastic measures. Extreme precautions. Never wanting, always panting. Like a cold, frozen dog. Awaiting the sunshine from your eyes. Dazzle me, be dazzled, bedazzle. Touch, handle my soul. Grab at it, like vapor grabs at paper. Write on my soul, with bold Strokes and safety words. Never hold my hand. Always make circular motions with your wand. Say the majick words, pray my heart Pounds with tweed laundry leftovers. I can't, I won't, I might. I, mighty Brodie, King. Command you to sing and be light, Waverly and slender. Dance with me, my Cold, Javelin Jungle. I love you so so so so so much. Never leave me. Never EVER leave me.