Non-Erotic PoetryThought I lost itI thought I lost it,
The fire that burned bright.
But then I realize it was alive,
Smoldering neath the dark ash.
I tossed and turned,
Words rolling inside me,
Soldering waiting to burn once more.
I took pen to paper,
And stirred up the words,
Scribbled them down.
Yes I thought I lost it,
But it was there all the while.
Waiting to burn bright once more.
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