Walls breached by trust, strained by the truth
Yet so very out of reach, you yearn to touch
The flames that scorch you,
The flames of red,
the want to touch,those red ribbons,
enchants you!!
You move towards them, only to get scorched
But if sense makes you realize, you will learn to enjoy
To enjoy from a distance
To see the beauty, to feel the warmth of the flames
And that’s the beauty of knowing
Even if you cant touch it
You can always watch it glow…
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