Dying flames

Tell the darling dying embers that I adore their hushed flame. With all these dear little sparks spinning in twirls upon the nights breeze like fireflies and the sweet smoke bathing us in a blanket of intimacy. I am marveled by the magic of your presence and your heady spell brings me to richer mind

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