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Where Green Things Grow

by Nicole Lyons

For GG, with love

I was here,
and I burned with you.
Like kindling struck,
my brittle bones
did break hot,
but oh how we danced,
when my coolest hands
palmed the sweat off your neck,
we glowed good,
and I took your love to my veins.
From lungs of fire
upon gasping breath
I have blackened the skies,
and beat the darkness away.
And somewhere beyond me,
in a place where love burns,
you will feel the warmth
of our blaze again,
in that place
where green things grow.

© Nicole Lyons 2017

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