Another
to fall in love with
each breath sweeter than the last,
sigh like flowers when
bees wiggle in, that’s one thing,
to live it, is another
Burn
Like flame on black wind
I dance madly for your love.
Each night I burn for
Your touch as smooth as moon smoke,
The smoldered blush of your kiss.
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