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Don’t touch without intent
Your fingers graze my soul
A scar’s path in its wake
My heart’s not for rent

Only passion and zest
Will I accept these days
Arouse me with words
Rise above the rest

Pieces of my heart
I hold close and protect
Darkness lurks deep inside
No more pulling apart

Another change to mend
Broken wings time to heal
Our future not certain
Certainly, not the end

Sin now yours to own
Mine so long past
Forgiveness resurrected
Like you I have not flown

Please choose me first
Competing I can not do
Brain bubbles simmer
I need to be your thirst

Kiss caress my wounds away
Fire still burns dimmer now
Kindle me awake once more
Burn brighter and I’ll stay

Don’t ever touch again
without thinking of intent

Published 7 years ago

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