They do burn with no mercy,
Always are sharp and hot,
Sometimes are sweet and juicy,
But dangerous if they do clot.

Who can behold its power delicately
That’s like a flooded river rocking a boat,
Never near anything called democracy,
Making sure its victim doesn’t float.

Confuses and destroys emotions tenancy,
Leaving lovers looted in broad day light,
Blaming each other for no reason lacy,
Others ending up in a very big fight.

In love never show supremacy,
And your words utter with care,
Is the only way to win its curatorship,
Flames of love have only a consuming format.

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