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Inside Of A Cloud Of Volcanic Ash
There is too much hotness inside of me.
I feel my bones shaking,
my blood stirring and swirling.
my heart stops and starts –
strikes lightning and burns the ground.
You are reaching but I cannot
let you touch me.
I do not want to singe
your perfect skin,
I am not ready to watch myself dissolve into ash,
to bury your body like Pompeii.
I am learning to breathe through the smoke.
© Will
I feel my bones shaking,
my blood stirring and swirling.
my heart stops and starts –
strikes lightning and burns the ground.
You are reaching but I cannot
let you touch me.
I do not want to singe
your perfect skin,
I am not ready to watch myself dissolve into ash,
to bury your body like Pompeii.
I am learning to breathe through the smoke.
© Will
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