Loving Fire
That my poetry
be dynamite
that explodes
stone hearts...
that light bonfires
inside each one that
wants to live in peacefully...
burn aged fears
and poisonous desires...
let it be acetylene
that merges purity
in the material souls...
that consume in
flames the
walls of betrayal...
May it always be
loving flame that
touch fire of love in the lives...!
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