Your Flare.

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I yet not know you deeply
But I crave to.
I desire to know you better than you believe to know of yourself,
So that I may reveal it to you.
You are made of a kind beauty that makes you so unaware.
There is none to even compare.
Do you know you have a flare?
That is what makes me stare.
I do not know of the components,
I can only count the moments,
Where you have stopped me breathless.
That fire,
Inside of you,
Is what I desire.
While it has burned down many mausoleums,
I stand grounded.
Come to me—
I do not fear it,
Nor do I aim to tame it,
I simply want to share it.
That flame,
Screams out your name.
Taking you under its wrath,
When all you want is a bath.
I'll be your water,
I'll make you calmer.
I want to share it,
Because alone you cannot bear it.
I will not drown you,
I know just how much of me you need.
And without you,
I may unwittingly drown myself.
Balance is necessary.
But if we never had any,
I'd be drifting off in the sea,
And you'd be dissolving to ashes.
I do not know you deeply yet,
But I intend on delving into your fire.
I worry not to what you told me prior,
I want it make the burden lighter,
So you may go higher.
Then,
Will I have met my deepest desire.

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