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You don't know fire, 

Until you fire up 

Somebody else's mind, 

Glances, touch, sounds, souls, 

Distance, and closeness, 

All melting together,Into the light. 

A blissful death 

Over and over, 

Giving up yourself 

To the other one's alchemy, 

To create the fire. 

Some call it possession, 

Some call it Sun, 

Some call it Venus, 

We call it our secret

Astral "empire".