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X: Mark's the Spot
A spark was lit inside my heart;
a feeling that made me stroke the edge against the grain
of hope that might make our heat collide,
and light the damn match.
I had to strike my heart;
fast,
to make us light,
and correlate into
an eternal burning flame,
so that one day
we might burn out
and dissolve into each other.
a feeling that made me stroke the edge against the grain
of hope that might make our heat collide,
and light the damn match.
I had to strike my heart;
fast,
to make us light,
and correlate into
an eternal burning flame,
so that one day
we might burn out
and dissolve into each other.
Published 2nd Jan 2015
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3rd Jan 2015 3:21am
This is lovely... such a sensual image... who ever is the inspiration must feel incredibly fortunate...
