Torch

Lord almighty

I feel my temperature rising

Higher higher

It's burning through to my soul

Earlier this week I wrote about riding my bike on a hot summer day.  Yesterday it became real. We had the first really hot day for this summer.  I rode 50km home into a hot head wind in 37C. (That's 99F).  I pushed REALLY hard.

Girl, girl, girl

You gonna set me on fire

My brain is flaming

I don't know which way to go

soul annealed 

with the fire of Hell's Gate

skull aflame

i push on to my destiny

Your kisses lift me higher

Like the sweet song of a choir

You light my morning sky

With burning love

pain of 1000 white hot needles

nails me

hair hurts

like ecstacy

Ooh, ooh, ooh,

I feel my temperature rising

Help me I'm flaming

I must be a hundred and nine

Burning, burning, burning

And nothing can cool me

I just might turn into smoke

But I feel fine

salt tide in my shirt

bears witness to my pain

celebrates my joy

fills me with life

appologies to Dennis Linde for trashing Burnin Love

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