< Poems by Isaac Rosenberg
IF YOU ARE FIRE
If you are fire and I am fire,
Who blows the flame apart
So that desire eludes desire
Around one central heart?
A single root and separate bough,
And what blind hands between
That make our longing's mutual glow
As if it had not been?
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