lighting fires

fire-psychic-chicShe is always in love.
Always falling in love.
Her heart is like an
enormous room
that is always cold.
A man comes in, lights a fire,
the flames swallow
and then die down.
When there are only
ashes left,
she shivers.
She knows you cannot
bring cinders
back to life.
You have to light another
So she is always looking
for the
next man who will not let
the flames die down…”

michèle voltaire marcelin

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