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Writer's pictureGrace Bugin

Burning Love



Your iris’ glow

Igniting embers

Amidst the dark


You draw me in

A moth to a flame

Captured in the fire


Ripping me open

You rob me of my breath

Bathing me in such pretty words


Sucked in

I craved

Your touch, your smile, your soul


Aching silence

Coats the room

Burning from within


Your fingers

Connect the marks

You left on my skin


Become my demise

Bring me to Hell

As I’ll burn for you

For all of eternity.

Written by Grace Bugin


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