Fire

I sit here, by the fire

thinking of you

a weak attempt at longing

that doesn’t ring true

this fire that forged us together

luminous and testing

left these cinders behind

still furious and burning

I will keep it alive, stoke it

until the winter finally ends

until we finally make it

until my heart mends.

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