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I blame the electrified air
For the scintilla up my arm
Dancing through the course of my entire being
Till it reached my heart
The little icicle
Lit a dim fire
A gasp and hastened heartbeats later
I glanced at your face
Only to find you looking at mine
Our hands were no longer touching
But our world's had met.
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the end | concluded
Poetryyet another tantalising tale of every soul's lament, yet another tale of love. Contains LGBTQ+ Themes H.R. #305 in SS © 2017 offtojupiter/Mia. #freethelove
