Shadow and Flame

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Shadow and Flame

You are the match struck in my darkest hour, A blaze that melts the ice of ancient scars. In your glow, even my shadows dance, Twisting grief into a fleeting romance. Burn me to ash, let your embers consume— From ruin, I’ll rise, kissed by your plume. For what is love but light born from pain? A phoenix forged where we dared to remain.