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  • Writer: Yaira Ebanks
    Yaira Ebanks
  • Oct 31, 2023
  • 1 min read

Updated: Nov 1, 2023

like a moth to a flame

burn me

fire


come closer he whispered


I inched closer


his breath caressed my lips

his eyes warmed my insides

he ruled me


touch me I begged

no, he said


scorched


I crawled away


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