Poison and Perfume

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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 
  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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