Please,
let's burn together
like wood in a fireplace
on a carpet
of passion-scented leaves.
Let's enflame our bodies
that cry out and sigh
among cushions of cinders
strewn with ardour
and please,
please,
at nightfall
call me again
to your dreams
because I'll come
and burn with you.
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