WOMAN
I returned fishless
At dusk,
With a basket of
Shrimps and shredded hope
But at dawn again
I set out,
For your essence
They claimed was kernelled
In a burning blaze:
The heart of a
Raging inferno.
I dared the sting of fire
And found a heart
Of crumbling ash
Only then did I return,
Scarred from the baptism
Of your quest
And found you were
A melody
Plucking on the strings
Of my heart.
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