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O Love Burn Me

O Love you are deathless path
But I'm the living dead mirth

O Love you are great soul of meteor, great path of galaxies
But I'm the fallacious wisp, dust of the dusk

O Love come into me,
burn me firing the inside

- January 08, 2020 CTG, BD
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Adams Avatar
January 11, 2020 at 11:07 PM
one can easily be scorned by the flames of love or linger in it's warmth...nice write!
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January 9, 2020 at 4:58 AM
Your depth of wanting toward love is always in the forefront. Well done!
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