A certain wildness can still be found within a heart
When a new scent fills the air
A distinctive flicker of flame to restart
A smoldering ash
Lying there
A rising mist ascends from a pool thought run dry
Floating and flying in the air
Weaving intricate patterns to erase the shy
From within the heart
Beating there
A vanished voice is heard once again throughout
Now softly ringing crystal clear
Reigniting a certain wildness in a scented shout
Erasing all shyness
Waiting here
Tender footsteps dance into these waiting hollows
Sweetly kissing fire anew
Promising joy in all my tomorrows
Filled with the wonderful
Scent, of you
Oct 22, 2010
Oct 22, 2010 at 5:12 AM UTC
A certain wildness can still be found within a heart
When a new scent fills the air
A distinctive flicker of flame to restart
A smoldering ash
Lying there
A rising mist ascends from a pool thought run dry
Floating and flying in the air
Weaving intricate patterns to erase the shy
From within the heart
Beating there
A vanished voice is heard once again throughout
Now softly ringing crystal clear
Reigniting a certain wildness in a scented shout
Erasing all shyness
Waiting here
Tender footsteps dance into these waiting hollows
Sweetly kissing fire anew
Promising joy in all my tomorrows
Filled with the wonderful
Scent, of you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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