Nightmares and the Safety of Sunrise

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Nightmares and the Safety of Sunlight

I am still burned and fearing the flame that nearly torched my existence. 

She is like fire in the soul and you go back to heat your hands every time my winter skin gets to be too much. 

Sipping her in like cocoa, mumbling through chattering lips how you hate these icy months. 

But who are you again, dear? 

You look like you and sound like you, but what has become of your heart? 

Surely this dream has compared you to another past work of art. 

An ex lover with wondering green eyes, swinging ways, and a broken smile I believed every time. 

These dreams have a funny way of making me miserable, 

taunting me to relive every heartbreak 

and painting your beautiful face on the sins of thieves.