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I think its about the unpoken communication within a relationship.

Submitted:Feb 9, 2009    Reads: 105    Comments: 9    Likes: 8   

Like dreams,

the flames were there to inspire

Through fear,

we turned our back on the fire

You never knew

but that night I returned

To survey the damage

to see what had burned

Amongst the ash

and acrid smell

The heat retained

a story to tell

The embers glow

as they let me know

"Life is theatre

an unrehearsed show

Return to her heart

hold tight her hand

Share our miasma

make her understand

As she swallows the smoke

and her lungs feel the sting

Kiss her deep

so she holds the secret within"

I found you asleep

beauty held captive by night

Your silent lips

let slip a warm invite

Arcane was the kiss

and the message that followed

You continued to REM

as your throat swallowed

I left you with vagaries

of flares and heat

Leaving no trail

of our furtive meet


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