Arsonist

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Your love left me breathlessly bound

As sparks of passion flew around

My heart was set ablaze by you

And oh how quickly it’s flames grew

‘Twas a fickle fire I found.

The hungry heat your arson aroused

Held nothing but smoke filled clouds

I gasped for air beneath the fumes

Your love left me.

Memories like embers die down

Ashes of your love on the ground

I stand in rubble of your ruse

Exhaling the poisonous plume

And truth like frigid air surrounds

Your love left me.

My first attempt at a Rondeau. Thanks for reading!

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