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Rated: E · Poetry · Biographical · #2337192

Just watching the fireplace curled up in my nook





Fireside in the Nook



Liquid flames, see-through blue,
fall up along the edges,
peer between, peek, and hide.

Consummation. Heated energy
slides forth. Rising, raising warmth
ever so much as the call for a nap.
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