flames

passion, dripping from the moon

sends sparks into the sky

your strong and smouldering touch on me

will make the fires ignite



the flames are lighting up the dark

they burn into the night

they write my pain with every burst

but their brilliance soon takes flight



i scream your name

it's not the same

my cries fall on deaf ears

the moth is drawing near the flame

and soon will disappear ...



another time, another place

when fires ignite once more

and until then

i'm safely in

locked behind my door.

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