Fire

Sparks.    Rekindling the embers of her long-stilled heart.

            Stirring.

                        Heat.

A dry whooshing heat, covered her in a whirl of silence,

roaring in her ears.

    Electricity.

                        Sizzling to the touch, zapping energy that sparkles across skin.

A sudden gust of wind.

            and the flames seem to bend

before

 

I feel my heart crumple and fold,

like a ball of paper set on fire.

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