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Burn

There's soot on my tongue

ash in my lungs

and you-shaped burns on my skin

You blazed so brilliantly

At first I thought you to be a tame bonfire

a domestic kindling in the wall, if you will

How naïve

How foolish

Little did I know you were savage

to the point of destruction

You're nothing but a writhing inferno

and your lovers are incindiery in your eyes

(I walked into your embrace expecting the warmth of a summer stroll

and found myself tracking the sun's plains)

You caused whirlwinds of drama out of boredom

with me caught in the middle of the tornados

choking on the hot hot hot air circulating through my unexpecting body like shards of glass

(they say that the eye of the storm is the calmest

then you look at me and know that that's a lie)

Finally

Enough is Enough

But you're still here

in ways

Patches of me are rough;

more tolerant than reasonable

Some others are soft and sensitive

(the lightest brush makes me s

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m)

(sometimes I wish you could hear it)

(to know what you've done to me)

(but a part of me knows you'd enjoy it)

(I mean, you enjoyed making it, didn't you?)

But all the same,

In seven years,

There won't be a single piece of me you've grazed on

(some nights, I'll pride myself with the thought)

(on others, I wish you would've burned me away)

(smothered me with your fire until there was nothing left)

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Drunk

Your lips are a cup

sloshing and spilling intoxicating words

(the mere aroma has me swaying, dear)

And I wish I could take a sip

savor the tender bitterness of your pomegranate flavoured liqour

and relish in the honey sweet burn that'd lay on my tongue

slide down my throat smooth as silk

and burrow in my teeth like a cavity

The moon casts her gaze on us

her rays bathing us in milky light

She's chiding

"Sleep children" she hushes

We're lethargic in her embrace

Enough so to lie with one another

My hand dips low

sinfully so

I smell your breath

I feel your skin

And all I can see is your burning eyes

half lidded

("this is dangerous" you whisper)

("I know" I mumble)

("but there's nothing for it, love")

You have me weighed and anchored

bobbing about in your current

You've got me drunk

(but there's no other way I'd rather be around you)