Flames
They twist and turn,
vicious and lovely,
they play,
and then they die;
but just as you breathe
air into them
at long last, they live;
red and orange,
sometimes yellow,
burning away;
fierce and strong,
don’t touch
you’ll burn.
They entrance me,
their warmth calls me,
breaking away the poorly stitched heart,
burning the thin thread,
pulling at the edges,
tearing at my heart,
forcing me to;
unravel and spin out of control,
as a [...]

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