When souls collide,
And hearts ignite,
And spark and sputter,
Through the night,
We take these sparks
And watch them glow,
We call them fire as if we know,
The true power,
Of a crackling flame,
Think all it does is cause us pain,
And burn and sear us to the bone,
Make our hearts flee new-found homes,
When in truth we are afraid,
Too yellow bellied,
To try and brave,
The sweet joy of the lovers flame.
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