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Passion flames trickle on my skin, the trees sway with the breeze our bodies beat to. Sand flies, kicked from our feet to the fire. We trip, stumble, scream to the sky that bleeds red as stars pierce through its skin. Darkening, flying, falling, dreaming. We never know where we are to go, what we are to do, we just dance until it is too dark to see but the coals of the dying fire and the stars.

Description
Passion flames trickle on my skin, the trees sway with the breeze our bodies beat to. Sand flies, kicked from our feet to the fire. We trip, stumble, scream to the sky that bleeds red as stars pierce through its skin. Darkening, flying, falling, dreaming. We never know where we are to go, what we are to do, we just dance until it is too dark to see but the coals of the dying fire and the stars.