Dance through the fire
Untwist my heart
Our love runs dire
Yet I can’t bear to be apart
from what we channel
and what makes me a liar
I tell you of my love for you
but what have you earned
when what I’ve given you
already burned
Let me go
and let us breathe
Do you prefer to watch me die
or simply watch me seethe?
©Latanya M. Ivey 2019
Photo by Maxim Tajer on Unsplash
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