The last two people on Earth
I saw the news on TV, and we saw the explosions go across the screen before the screen went all black, you and I had a combined heart attack so deep it could kill us.
While all I can see is the reflection of you and me all sweaty looking at the screen.
Everybody's dying, and you're the one I'm holding I wish you'd love me like the world is ending, and we're the only ones standing while everyone's out praying.
While everyone is out praying your hands around my waist is my god just like our love that could wipe out the whole nation. You are the flame that gets me off.
The buildings seem to be burning, and my body is yearning and with you I'll be till the world splits in two.
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PersonalThemeAbstract
Deeply personal love/desire amid apocalyptic backdrop; mostly autobiographical
SparseMeasureDense
Dense layering of crisis, desire, and devotion compressed into few lines
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Dark catastrophe tempered by intense romantic devotion and intimacy
StillEnergyExplosive
Explosive imagery; urgent desire; kinetic bodily language throughout
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Approximately 15 lines; within mid-length range
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Rich metaphor, personification, simile; highly ornamented and imagistic
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Pure lyric internal voice; intimate first-person meditation on 'you and I'
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