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Wildfire

I sleep

in a bed of fire

because I'm covered

in love for you.

 

I melt into,

turn into lava

when I see you,

love you so much

I hope you haunt me.

 

I'm burnt red,

a fiery paintbrush

took across a sunset.

burnt orange leaves

 

That fall from trees

as I fall to your feet

when I melt for you

like I do.

 

The seas are dry,

and parted away.

the way you breathe down my neck

turns me weak for you in every way.

 

This blood that's pumping through 

a sea of lava

spreading like wildfire

through me and

I stay weak at the knees for you.

 

I sleep in a bed of fire

because I'm covered

in a wildfire of love for you.

Poetry

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