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Fatal to the Touch

Dying Embers

By Poppy the PoetPublished 6 months ago 1 min read
Fatal to the Touch
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He looked at me like

I was a turquoise wall of flame;

Hypnotising to look at but

Fatal to the touch


He’d sometimes stand close

As if trying to shield himself

From the cold of this world


He’d come and go

Like happiness does

The time between

Each hello and goodbye

Getting bigger

Just like his smile

When he saw her


I understand why you’d

Love someone who isn’t me

I really do


You can stand next to me

But you can never really

Bring the stars to this earth

You can only bathe in the starlight

So hold her close

And love me far


I need to touch

Your wounds to

Heal them


So forgive me if

All I can do is pray

That you’ll find warmth

In the sun’s rays because

You looked for it in me

And all you found was

Dying embers


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