A dream, a hope, a life, a lie

Fingertips trace lines
Nerve endings echo with the memory
No burning
No bonfire
Lines drawn in skin
In promise
Our hearts
Nuclear fire
The cool etching
A dalliance of forever
No mere moment enough
No mere forever too much
Bound in deeds
No debt but to ourselves
Come take my hand
Let mortal concern
Be but wind
And let lips meet
In becoming
Two into one

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