Its Poetry time....
two hearts, one vast inside the sunshine ....one deep within the smear of blackened blue. beating with light ,dredging with dark. wind fallen petals kiss each heart, sacrificed in madness, they discover rainy curiousity. grace pours from each heart drenching the burning fires below. each heart has exstinguished its warmth with actions unsettled. deplorable, this cold shuttered frost. a knock from below and the fire rekindles..strange brewings of searing flame bellow forth coughs of deepest smoke. the hearts are warm once more..no tremble shall ever unsteady this flame, for this flame is steadfast....
Your moment of reflection: Sitting across from the one you love, is the one you are, but when remembered and reflected upon , you feel as though you never were there. Somewhere else you never were, but in that reflection it was who you are, but never was until remembered there.
Your moment of reflection: Sitting across from the one you love, is the one you are, but when remembered and reflected upon , you feel as though you never were there. Somewhere else you never were, but in that reflection it was who you are, but never was until remembered there.