Velvet Fire

dancing across the wind,
lighting
the way with
prophetic visions;
these
waiting eyes
burn in anticipation.

take me with you.

i want to
fly
like you do.
i want
to scorch the world
with wonder.

i want.

i want.

i want
to be free.

the sun has set
yet our bellies still burn.

for your soft fire,
my fingers still yearn


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