Ardor

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Blue icy eyes spread fire
A look a touch
Will it burn us?
This connection carries
A desirable aroma
Does it draw you in?
An open book
As you read me
Are you liking
What's between the lines?
There's a passion that escapes
While your explore me
Do we ever learn
To control it?
Will it be over
When we know?

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