Blazing glory

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Behind storm clouds is an unspoken gift

Hidden beneath the fray

And bring you above, in heaven I’ll lift

Come bid the sunlight raise

This treasure you seek, innumerable

Hid closed within my gaze

Like wood to my fire, you’re consumable

Across your skin I’ll play

So forgive me oh please my stuttering

It is my only way

I am intent on your sweet shuddering

Which only adds fuel to my flame

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