Flame

By
Theres a mark
in the sand
There used to be
it may
it is
washed away by now
And probably
you forgot all about it
From afar

she thinks

he thinks

they think
it is a star
or a smudge
upon the surface.
But I know
You used to know.
When you put your hand
down
and I put mine down
right upon it
And like that,
we flamed
briefly.





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