Gasoline

If you see me afire
It's because you are
The gasoline.
You fuel
My insatiable desires,
You fuel
My wild imagination,
If you see me afire
Don’t try an extinguish
My flames
Just pour more of
Your gasoline on me-
Pour it on me, please.
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Bentinck is a bestselling author in Caribbean and Latin American Poetry, he is a multifaceted individual who excels as both an artist and educator.
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