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I drink her love in, parched

And blow it out, gentle, like smoke

It flows in rings that surround her face like a frame

As if to say "look!!!" with cautious desparation

I choke on the heat it brings

But it warms my insides

And swallows up the frost that formed

and encapsulated my heart 

like an abandoned ship-

not wrecked, just neglected

But now, the warm smoke of he love 

has filled my sails;

I have found my course