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The Pyromaniac and the Flame

He is like a flame.

 The way he moves;
elegant but chaotic, burdened with the weight of destruction, but stronger because of it.

 The way he looks;
bright, beautiful, with so many shining colors all entangling in a perfect, mesmerizing pattern. A source of light in the darkness,  desirable, he pulls you in. He captivates you and makes it hard to look away.

 The way he feels;
warm but dangerous. Inviting and comfortable, but if you get too close, you’re likely to get burned.

But that’s the beautiful thing about fire,
it’s all so unpredictable.
One minute you’re sitting,
warm and cozy,
and the next thing you know,
you could be
engulfed in flames
and burning.

That thought fascinates me.

And so does he.

Because one minute,
I’ll be thinking about
how adorable his smile is,
and the next
I’m thinking about
ripping his clothes off.

He is the flame,
an I am a pyromaniac.

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