A thirst for fire

I could stroll through 

A busy market with you

Where agressive noises swim

In the heavy air 

And only hear your voice 

Because you left a fog 

In my mind 

When you rained 

Your way through my heart 
But now the

Sunshine must come and 

Sorch me dry 

Because 

You left me cold and alone 

Shivering for your warmth

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