Your name
the lightning in my veins.
You
the fire in my lungs.
The silent roar
gives me hope
restores my faith in
what surely must be done.
When I speak,
invariably,
I’ll set myself ablaze;
murdering the night
and all the darkness
it holds dear.
15 September, 2009
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