My words are
flames meant to melt the
frozen chalice that is your heart.
In the white night across the continents
we feel but never touch
too holy for the light, we set the night on fire
profanity in an infinite sky too flawed
to alter fate.
While I was thinking of you a fledgling
fell to earth
swooped up by the wind on her
passage to life
Thank you!
YOU are welome.
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