Knee deep in water and he burnt
slowly, then swiftly, turning into ash
crumbling first from within
his insides glowing embers
his hands like thin tapers
Not once did he waver
Melting into the salt water
strange was his demise
whispered in street corners
his love and his sacrifice
but never reaching ears
of him who was the wax
For He was but just wick
who burnt in his arms
he fuelled him with love
devouring him bit by bit
both consumed in fire
each cutting the other
a mad mutual murder
Wicked! x
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