No.

I'd rather wait for you.

The solitary shelter of my room.
The memories. The lingering perfume.

In retrospect one
cannot help but smile.

My bold, adept enchantress without guile,
how you have captured me!

Because of you, it is the truth alone
that satisfies my thirst.

A grappling with reality,
Confronting what at first would seem to
bid me
build another wall around
my inner parts.

Ingenious wench!

You own my heart of hearts.
And imperceptibly your
angular design
Has overcome the powers of
benign,
indulgent
demons
who would lacerate my soul.

You speak the Word of life,
And by this Word

I am made whole.

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Scott x Whitefire 5ever.

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By the way, Whitefire is in the cigarette smoke.

art, Whitefire (c) me
Scott (c) RussianBlues on DeviantART