March 16, 2014
By Juneza-Ann Borro SILVER, Iloilo, Other
Juneza-Ann Borro SILVER, Iloilo, Other
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A slumbering flame was shook awake,
The cold wind caressed his back,
She lulls herself back to sleep,
He gritted his teeth and cursed.
Thick snow blanketed the little flame,
Yet he was persistent,
Her protection was slowly melting,
He breaks through with a maddening speed.
Her breath hitched as fire started to build inside her,
He was taken aback, clearly surprised,
With molten rage she lashed at him,
A sudden yelp was all he had as he was consumed up.

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