Flames
Walking,
along the silent street
In the
darkness, the snow glints like fire
I scrunch
it with my naked feet
It burns,
it tingles
It’s the
burning I desire
In front of
me, a wet black hole
surrounded
by blue ice
I tremble
in my flesh and soul
I’m here,
I’m there in no disguise
And every
step I take leaves a print
I measure with
my eyes
Then a
splash, a breath
The water
flows
Blood
circles through my veins
The fresh
wind grabs my skin, so softly it blows
My body
burns in flames
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