A/N: This is a poem for The Quidditch League Fanfiction Competition. This poem is about Harry and Ginny. I didn't put names in the poem because that's just not what I do. But I hope you enjoy it! – MsHologramRibs
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Did I Know Desire?
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Did I know heat till now?
When the flame that is your love dances around my fingers and along my skin,
Is this fire?
I let you in, at the worst of times, and I swear that this is desire,
Your magic scorches my tongue, and I am left burned and bothered,
You are flame,
With your scarlet hair tickling across my chest, I am in fire,
And when you fly across my view, I am left enamored,
Did I know fire before you?
When all that you do, leaves me in ashes,
Loving you is like car crashes, slow and destructive,
I thought we knew, all that there was to know about each other,
Why bother? When your flames leave me like dust,
And all that was left was rust, like somehow you aged me with your fire,
Did I know desire?
When you smile like the burning sun and somehow you ignite me,
Like you set a match to all that I wanted to be,
Can you love me like this?
With your fire burning through my heart, and your fire embedding in my bones,
You bring fire to my soul, put me in a river with a pocket full of stones,
I would die for you, I will die for you,
Like a dimming candle left out in the cold,
I would grow old with you, just don't give up on me,
Don't you see?
Your flames keep me bright, and I'm running out of light,
Did I know heat till now?
Is this fire?
Can we count our days with moments of desire…