Krakatoa, dearest
Turn your stony gaze to me -
Your emotions bubble oh, so deep,
Your moods are alchemy.
Will you blow your top again
Reduce my touch to ashes?
Or maybe you might smoulder 'neath
Those pyroclastic lashes.
Some may tremble at your feet,
I choose to sacrifice
My life, my heart unto your heat
I never warmed to ice.
My knees they quake each time you make
Those smoky curls to quiver
And when you blow the job is pro
The most explosive giver!
Krakatoa, hear me - sear me,
Love me like no other.
I melt, I'm lost in your hot juices,
The greatest ever lava.
Uh... Lover.
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