I grip onto you elated: what is this? creature? in my hands? are you lethal? do I kiss you, regardless? your hands are fidgety, but my mind is worse, unfurling and twisting like waves, and I wonder if we are both afraid. i wonder if we're really so wrong to be. because when I see you, I am filled with a fire too bright to last, and I worry it'll raze us all the way through, your glamor dripping off as I become familiar with it, my love turning cold like wax when the flame dies. i am terrified of this. so start the blaze anew and take me for kindling; torch me, I can take it. my tears gas, my heart wood, I need your warmth in a way I can't possibly express: I will burn & burn & burn for you, until there is nothing left.
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