It’s funny isn’t it

 

The fire burning in our eyes

people’s eyes

then at once that flame could go away

 

I once

breathed in the fresh air

whilst talking to stars

 

Took in the smell

that deep aroma

while serenading to blossoms

 

Your shadow

casting its own spell upon me

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