our love began as a flame
and as we fed our desires
we became wildfire
glowing bright crimson
like the color of my heart
pumping blood for you.
and when you were gone
i sat until dawn
embracing the warmth
until you took away
that last bit of heat.
now when you’re missed
i swallow brittle ice
just to reminisce
how cold it became
the moment you left me.
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- Category: Love
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