POEM STARTER

Submitted by Maranda Quinn

While chasing your ghost, I became one myself.

to burn with you

I follow your ghost around the corner

because I want to burn with you

To feel the lick of the flames on my bones

To let them char under your heated gaze

I would do anything

to fill myself with the tainted parts of you

To lose myself in you

To become a ghost while chasing you

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