Jeffrey Foucault heart to the husk

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Please burn my letters
Let them writhe
The love and the lack
Let the blue meet the black
Let my words become fire
I burned your letters
Cold or kind
By a river at dusk
From the heart to the husk
Every word became fire
We dream our love
For a while
Into flesh out of dust
The rage and the rust
All gone as it came
Please tell me something
I want to know
Where does love go?

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