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Little Fires

You have been

Lighting little fires

Within me

All day

Not teasing

Nor am I tormented

But enthused

My hands are rough and

Thick with want

Even the most profane

Actions hold goodness

Within them

Spoken by the gruff

Animal within me

You call it from me

And my mouth waters

At the things

I’m going to do

To

You

 

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