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My eyes fixed upon the pillow

that I snatched from my sister's bed.

Slowly I caressed

its handsome shape.

I let it lie enticingly

on my bed

as I lighted a tranquil lamp.

The warmth

started to spread;

the flame started to dance;

bewitchingly;

jumping from my hand

to the pillow.

The climactic blazing

consumed the pillow

calling the attention

of the rightful owner.

I watched curiously

as my sister

desperately extinguished

the stubborn flame

and saved

her burnt-up pillow.

She left

with the remains.

I stayed▬

relieved,

gratified,

anticipating.