Dark Fire
There was
Fire,
Dark fire,
In his eyes;
A gaze from which
Dark secrets poured
And whispered
Fiery words into
The air between them,
Silent as time
Stood still,
Swallowing up the remnants
Of a mind struck dumb by
Eyes locked on lips and
A dark, desperate flame
Called desire.
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