In the glow of reckless moonlight, I chase you, fire-wild and free,
where laughter sparks like wildfire, and every heartbeat dares to be.
Your eyes are storms of carnival bells, ringing bold and bright,
pulling me deep into your laugh, where daylight bittersweetly bites.
We ride the edge of thunder, cups of starlight in our hands,
dancing on the rim of midnight, making mischief with our plans.
Your kiss writes wild graffiti on the quiet of my chest,
a daring, reckless poema, where ordinary doubts protest.
We twist through candy-colored danger, you and I, a reckless tune,
spinning every rule to whispers, until the world hums in June.
If love is a dare, then take my breath hostage, hold me tight and true—
for in your flame, I burn deliciously, and I belong to you.