A blade,
freshly forged and hot.
To touch or not to touch,
I really should not.
Yet it pulls me,
ever so near.
Blazing so fiery,
yet striking no fear.
A blade crafted from fire,
allures me close and straight to desire.
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Book Of Mine
PoetryBook of Mine is a series of poems derived from my experiences mentally, emotionally, and physically. Some poems are inspired by people in my life and others are derived from experiences. In this book I will also feature some poems purely from my own...
