Playing with Fire

My heart’s arsonist arrives,

gasoline on her lips

 

The sparks ignite before

I can taste her first kiss

 

Flames flicker then flare,

my heart engulfed

in the stinging heat

 

But it is the sweetest fire

and all I want to do is burn

 

August 3, 2020

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