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You reveal yourself
You reveal yourself to loving eyes
Like a poem, by the greatest ever
By Him, who writes in 3 dimensions
To me, who scrawls on paper
You reach for me, I melt like ice
In a burning ring of desire
And I find a purity to my life
Around your kind of fire
Perhaps, O Phoenix; you're here for me
A flame, a companion, a lover
A delicious contradiction, who's free to be
a poet,
a singer,
a dancer,
a mother
a healer,
a survivor ,
a teacher,
a traveller
a crusader,
a home maker,
a springboard,
a shelter
a writer
an actor,
a siren,
a saviour
a leader,
navigator,
a shopper,
a saver
a sister
a daughter,
a worker,
a winner
-Suraj Mani
Perhaps, O Phoenix; you're here for me
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