A Poet
There was a fire alive in my body
Your words had reached deep into me and twisted my soul into contorted shapes
Filled with desire
I had never know you to pen such meanings from the heart
Each time I loom at you is with new eyes
I want to reach into the vast expanse of your heart
And let my skin tingle with your most locked thoughts
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