The flame

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A yellow-orange light dances on a wick
Heat radiates from it onto me
Its passion fills his eyes
His cool touch awakes me from a dream

His eyes on me still filled with the flame
His fingers running softly through my hair
His imbrace against mine
So many thoughts running through my mind

The flame still alive as the wind breaths in
A soft glow around us
As my eyes drifted to his lips
Their soft touch meeting mine

Let the flame be alive





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