You relinquished your charcoal heart
to my care. I have
smudged my fingers in your darkness,
tasted the ashes of your loneliness.
I stir the cauldron of your mind
as it simmers,
the fragrant steam a scent
of secrets and pain.
I will amalgamate your soul,
An inexorable pressure.
Lies will leak from our mouths
until fear dies.
Believe, you begged me.
Dreams more real than life,
we are creatures
of oaths and light.
From the ashes of every turn of the wheel,
we will rise, a phoenix crafted
of flame and passion.
Fall into light with me, my heart.
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