Let my wildfire burn into you.
Be a warrior fighting beside me; ready to defend what you claim.
Keep me close.
Allow your possessive presence to be an invisible barrier that keeps me safe.
When the door closes, let him out.
The dominant animal that is hidden beneath the surface.
Take what is yours.
Allowing our demons to dance.
Fill me with your darkness while I wash over you with my light.
Where one begins and the other ends remains unclear.
For we are made of Shadow and Bones.
Ink Stained Soul... 
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