(written December 2022)
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A current of electricity courses through my veins, and the longing remains.
Your name sparks the flame.
Why do the embers of you refuse to refrain from entering my domain?
“Can it not rain?” I ask myself as your power surges once more.
Must I implore the clouds to soak my skin?
Or will I always long for you, my sweetest sin?
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