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Burning

naked, flames start slow
embers embedded in the eyes
emerald, emancipated, one of a kind
passengers looking endlessly
for tommorow's clear blue sky

the sun warms her mane
and mine from above
as whispers in the wind
call out her name

sand slips between her toes
as waves wash upon her sultry legs
filled with words of the future
fulfilling her shore
with 1000 bottles
maybe more

embattled she rises
as the blushed sun falls

painted amongst the stars
the moon shapes her night
unspoken
feelings soar,
forever burning bright