Love and Hate

Love and hate come hand in hand
But I never expected them to be
Best friends.

For every kiss
She stung me
With syllables

For every caress
She shot fire
From her irises

The day it ended
She danced by your side
Celebrating her victory

I looked back once
To check her flame fingers
Were not burning your hand.

(your entire body was smoldering)

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