Footprint On Keke's Heart Poem by brutal sickthermic saint

I took a journey across your heart,
up and down like a gypsy.
With bare foot so my footprints never get faked.
Glued in your heart far from homogeneous congruency.
Know that if a hiccup kicked your throat,
it was me naping on your heart cushions;
going sinuous to the rhythm of your heart beat.
Your cyberly sweet joined benevolent sentences vocalised and dominated in my brain.
Not knowing the fire we started together will be splashed by rain drops.
My heart roots slack with high beats shattering cardiologist's scales.
I violated you emotions, i know.
But you never set yourself across fire:
get my story of hidding behind the dragon's egg,
i go.
Agony in your heart made your blood boil.
Wrath to your heart soils.
Noxious fumes arose where i dwell.
Not go buh' i'll die here.
In heath lets sit.
Together in the lab distilling, evaporating and diagnosing our love blocking obsticles.
Bunish me?
Yes i will go, kick back to leave a footprint on your heart, keke:
So you'll never forget me! ! !