It is a fire burning in my soul
Making bones burn and crush
From the weight.
I wish to be weightless
And fly freely without this burden
Called love when one doesn't know
The secret thoughts of the other.
This fire isn't calming down
It only grew with the flutters of his touch
Or the oil he threw on it.
But he doesn't know
And he never will.
17 February 2017
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Hey guys!
I wrote this poem for a contest and I want to know what you think.
Also, I am planning to write a short story written in a sort of poem-like form. I am not sure when I'll post it, I'll keep you updated.
Thanks for reading!❤️
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