Shapes In Fire

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Shapes in fire
dancing through the night,
delicate shapes,
intricate shapes -
did you look at me,
did you look at me?

Whispered words
floating through the night,
stories untold,
warm words unfold -
did you speak of me,
did you speak of me?

Gentle touch
haunting through the night,
warming hands,
soft and light -
did you feel my touch,
did you feel my touch?

Two fates intertwining
roving through the night,
memories lost are found,
sweet longing unbound -
did you feel with me,
did you feel with me?

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