| inner thoughts and feelings |

ii. poetry

my mother always said,
"don't play with fire, it's dangerous,"
and as the saying goes: 'mother knows best',
but as i listen to your sweetness, and feel your warmth,
i'm not to sure i want to heed her warnings,
i wish to draw closer to you -
like a moth to candle light -
and be engulfed in your heated flames,
burned in your fiery touch

-happily scorched by your love

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