dear twin flame
i remember when our flames turned blue
losing control and letting it consume
and we were both left with a scar from the fire
picked up our ashes and grew together
we light each other up
when we're all burnt out
you engulf me with your love
and make me alive
finally we can breathe without the smoke
fire sister
finally we can heal
-t.c
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When Winter Wallows
Poesíamy poetry collection -tc {all writing & photos are my own}
