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The humid July mist of the evening
Falls gently on our skin,
Leaving a sticky sensation to the touch.

As night time falls
We eagerly wait
For the excitement.

As the Fourth lights up the sky
You and I spark the flame
That only two can make.

It is in this flame I shoot off;
A spark only seen,
A spark only felt,
A spark only received
By you.

Fireworks shoot deep inside you,
Making it almost too much to bare.
And yet you scream and beg for more.
Written by DaddyScruff
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