you would be the luciferin
My soul, oxygen
Consumed by you
Causing twinkling light
If I was a field
You would be the sunflower
My soul would nourish
Consumed by you
Following the light
If I was a cask
You would be whiskey
My soul would flavour
Consumed by you
Emulsifying the light
If I was anything
You would be the all
My soul would have yearned
To be consumed
Becoming the light
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