Arcassin B
Arcassin B
Feb 9, 2015

By Arcassin Burnham

The street lights gave me comfort in your warm embrace,
But why so warm?
Shinning down piercing the very soul of my shadow,
But why rain down light?
Help me see the very fiber of my being,
Are we too much human?
Restore light to the moon for extra exuberance,
Why is the sky so beautiful?
Wishing to touch the sky with your very hand to bring the moon closer,
Ever seen Bruce almighty?
Nothing burns brighter than fire,
Why so harmful?

Doesn't make sense
#love   #depression   #real   #burn  
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