Who knows

I’m like a wind chime

on an empty bed

longing for someone who knows

I’m swirling round like a leaf

in a breeze

burning like a flame

for passion to be released.

Emotionally drained

I reach for paper, pen

watch as you, my only love

walks through the room

sits down beside me

calms my desire

you are so beautiful

who knows how to extinguish

my fire.

burn baby burn

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