Run from me
for you know
I am fire,
and your heart’s
been burnt
beyond repair,
run from me
for I now know
your fear of fires,
and I’m the rawest
of the raw
that will ever exist,
run from me
for you pretend
a mirage,
the love
you know
in my fire exists,
run from me
till this mortal
eternity,
and I’ll still
be there
at sunrise again,
for maybe
a new heart
is what you need,
to know
that a hearth is all
this fire seeks.
© vidursahdev 2019
*fainting*
Ok, I joke about fainting. But, this literally took my breath away. I once asked a very silly question (either to you or in my mind to you). I asked, “Is there no end to your beautiful mind, words, thoughts?”
I have my answer.
No, there is no end. 💕💞💗
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Aah…in that case, we’ll meet again… 😉🤗
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Thank you, K!!! 🙂
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I agree with above comment!
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Thank you, EN! 🙂🤗
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De nada amigo!
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beautiful ❤
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Thank you!!!
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Most welcome
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Loved the last stanza about the fire needing a hearth
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So beautiful!!
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Thank you!!! 🙂
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