Flame
three months..
twelve weeks...
ninety days...
of bliss...
passion consumes all in its path...
all it touches...
you...
me...
us...
threatening to burn us...
yet we are drawn...
ever closer...
moths...
hopelessly lost...
as it burns out of control...
rampaging towards the forest...
of sanity...
of logic...
of reason...
engulfing...burning...
ashes to ashes...
dust to dust...
from this we rise...
the Phoenix...
born of passion...
born of light...
emblazoned with emotion...
burned by the...
Flame
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