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Confidante

Blue smoke,
You're my night sky
Cool fire,
Dazzling my eyes
Your whispers,
are beyond shadow lands
Cinnamon, precious oil,
are the milk on your hands
Blue fire,
you're the flame
that burnt my desire,
Voice that strangled thunder
Eyes that twitched down lightning
Blue shadows,
it was your presence
that comfort me in the dark,
hovering refuge,
consoling fortress,
A defiant buttress.
©marvellas