the naming


As though a name
could be kerosene
and speaking it
the match
Mute with fear
and awe,
we longed
For so long
Our hearts and guts

Was it exhaustion or frustration
that made the first move
to drag it into the light
and tease it apart
to release the tension

Now the only thing certain
is the name on our lips
that freezes our smiles
between delight and dismay
unknowing whether
we wished to find
a means to ignite
or to tame it

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