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Fire

it demands attention



an inhalation of doziness



sweeps over my being



as if something pulling, tugging



i rise up to



inhale exhale, inhale exhale



as if i were bathing in the warm sun



i hope he never lets go



i never want him to let go



softly, intensely, he is holding me.


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