You entered my dreaming world,
Humming and mixing herbs with fragrant oil.
Then, your lovely hands,
Took my feet,
And on the upturned soles,
You placed the scented paste....
I trust you so,
Giving everything so freely.
Knowing, in my heart,
That even as you lit the fire,
And brought it close, until feet were aflame,
I would not resist,
I would simply watch,
Little desires burn away,
Leaving the taste of ash,
And You,
Only You.
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