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

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so I wonder

if I become a puddle,

will you jump?

or make paper boats?

-Mariana

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