This is a poem about how long ago, two things- paper and fire, fell in love. They yearned for each other, but every time they met their passion burned strong. And they’d inevitably be ash.
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Flame finds paper, and paper finds flame,
They hold on to each other.
When you know you’re playing a losing game,
You’d want to survive one another.
Paper was pretty, fire was passion,
Because love will always trump all.
They met often, without precaution,
Not noticing their flaws and their fall.
What happens if paper catches fire?
What happens if they feel the pain?
Will their sun still wear attire?
Will their moons still wax and wane?
What happens when love begins to burn?
What happens when two powers clash?
Time stills as paper and fire adjourn,
Only to give way to cinders and ash.
Written by
Milomi.
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