Poison and Perfume
7:11 AM
You are poison and perfume.
You are the fresh morning dew
of the weeds,
I wish I have pulled
a long time ago.
Now it has become a beanstalk
and we're both at its peak.
How can i cut it?
I do not wish to fall with you.
How do you keep the fire burning?
How did you manage to break the ice?
You're a burning flame
and you're melting me
s
l
o
w
l
y
so I wonder
if I become a puddle,
will you jump?
or make paper boats?
-Mariana
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