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.

This poem is about: 
Me

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