My mind plays recklessly
With a box of matches
In a room of petrol
It’s a beautiful spark
Until it all goes up in flames.


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3 Responses to Reckless

  1. Rajiv says:

    It does indeed, Milady!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Eleanor says:

    This, like so may of your poems, leaves me lost for words (in a good way!). Thankyou. x


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