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Sep 2017
This Fire…

This fire you lit inside of me, my dear
It burns my body in every fiber
No flame nor smoke from anywhere
But tingling bells from its pure pyre
Soothing medicine to my utmost desire
They herald of your graceful attire
And take me through my wait for my dear
And when one is lost into another
All  merge to be one great sphere
It is thus and has been for ever
Only wise and knowing been there.

(by Khan, BA)
Written by
Khan BA  62/M
(62/M)   
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