Our bodies unite in fire
Flames burn with nocturnal temptations
Scorching sheets and dousing hungers
For a life not spent on wasted dreams
Gazing at your presence’s evidence
A stray hair left carelessly on my pillow
I know this infinitesimal piece of you
Is all that I have
I said to say anything to me
But I love you
I said that I would probably hurt you
But I more than like you
Looking at a small, tinted piece of you
I know that just moments before
I was not alone
Now I’m scared that because of myself
I will be
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