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Poetry by Regina Filomeno

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February 4, 2016

The Flames

We were a fireball of light.
A crackling whisper of wishes,
dancing among the stars,
floating freely through infinity,
with the promise of forever.

Yet, forever wasn't infinite
and we were torn apart.
A cosmic storm pulled me
from you and I still carry
the mark of your departure,
branded in the center of my chest.

We are now flames flickering,
sending light into the darkness
while whispering wishes of oneness
to the cosmos hoping they hear us.

My flame, when we meet again,
we will quiver, like candle wicks
freshly lit, rejoicing in the reunion
of two lovers lost, and then found.


We will reignite our ancient passions,
and reclaim our stolen forever.

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