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The Fire

 
 
In my soul , You light a fire,  
then with every pen stroke,  
you stoke it ever higher.  
 
You pull me out of the dark mire,  
releasing me from my yoke  
as you awaken an unknown desire.  
 
You narrate what could transpire,  
slowly my mind, you provoke,  
then to your scenarios I aspire.  
 
You call me out and reinspire  
that which I seem to evoke,  
a passion you want to acquire.  
 
What your masculinity can sire,  
I am, will be, what you woke  
and there will be no ceasefire.  
 
That which you from afar admire  
can be your heartstroke  
the caress for your soul, you require.  
 
The purest whitelight ecstasy, you inspire,  
I give to you, your power I invoke  
because you lit in my soul, a great fire.  
 
Gypsy Red  
Written by marielavoue (Gypsy Red)
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