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Bonfire

She swept into my life like a wave, wild and untamable like a rave.  

She took my hand and smiled, touching what I thought was defiled.  

My bonfire guiding to sweet bliss, she is the light in my devouring abyss. 

 

-The Crescent Moon

◄ Insatiable

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