Fire

He’s a fire stealer

A cold blooded beater

A righteous sinner

Can’t make his own dinner

She has a fire

Seething through stitches

A gaze that entrances

A soul that dances

He smiles and leans in

Consuming her again

She catches in his throat

He chokes

Through grimace and pain

He screams her name

She watches patiently as

he’s consumed by the flame

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