Poetry

Burn Me Down

“And oh, what a sweet burn it was,
being with you.”

Being with you felt like dancing with the devil in a downpour of freezing rain. It was exhilarating and every nerve in my body was screaming from the onslaught of emotions and sensations. It felt like you’d struck a match and my entire body was engulfed in flames in a matter of seconds. And oh, what a sweet burn it was. I could turn to ash and not bother to care. Because in those moments, while we were together, it was worth it.

© Sarah Doughty

It was so worth it.

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