Don’t touch it Secrets, I tell myself.
But it’s so warm on my hands.
You’ll get burnt if you don’t take care.
But it’s so pretty and mesmerising.
The fire doesn’t care, it’ll burn you up.
Just one more time. Last time I promise.
I’ll hold you to that my dear.
I know what I’m doing, don’t fear.
The fact that you no longer have control is absolutely clear.
Secret Thoughts Within 
Beautifully written ☺️
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Thanks Nick ☺️
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I loved it 😍
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😊
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Sigh. We must all be able to relate to this in some fashion or other, with some mesmerizing substance or other. I think your poetry is becoming one of those for me. ;)) Hugs ST 💛
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Damn those mesmerising substances 😆 Oh, you are so lovely. I feel the same about you. I feel I learn so much about life when reading your words.
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Agreed!! 😆😆 Awwww thank you so much, dear and lovely blog-friend… what a beautiful compliment. 💛💛
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I love it. Can definitely relate ❤️
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