2nd Poem – 2nd hour – Fire fall (Image prompt)

Wear my silver bullets on the edge of the fire forcing my feet across the red lines of hault

while you tarry away with my heart

i answer the call of its most dangerous part

t’was more than you after all

one settled score

i care to fall away, now and deeper more

 

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