The last words


I strike a match to strike a chord;
I would rather watch than to be adored.
The things I lack I hope to find,
Before they take it all back;
My love is forever yours.


Allow me to ignite your passion.
I never guarantee satisfaction,
But if you find you like my actions,
Then I will start a conversation.


And so the flame bursts into life,
The yellow, red and orange light,
Rises up to signify,
The meaning of the words that I write.


If you can see me in the dark,
Then you are a better woman than you think you are.
If you can understand my thoughts under these stars,
Then I hope you find the message I am sending from afar.
Over oceans and rocky mountains;
Everything written down, endless fountain’s.
Piles of books, so deep, I am endlessly counting;
The answer is only ever, “Shouldn’t you be writing?”


My head is full of do not forgets;
My life is filled with nothing but regrets.
My love for you is step by step;
Growing into happiness
And now our flame is burning bright
And now our love is more than nice
And now our hearts they are entwined;
We are bound, to be alike.


What’s mine is yours,
My thoughts I give;
Never live the way I lived.


The flames of love inflame through every page;
The words may blur into one being, but they are never the same.
I will continue to try again, to hopefully allow you to see my brain.
It runs like clockwork if the clock was broken.
No cuckoo alarm, no words unspoken.
No need for alarm, it’s just a drill I am holding
And everything I say is fixed…I am only joking.


So serious about being forthright;
Too truthful behind my sun glass eyes.
This life I truly despise,
But when I am loved I feel so alive!


The smoke stills; burn my cigarette.
The tray of ash, my resting bed.
The times I had I will never forget,
But every light goes out in the end.


So never do the things I did;
Never live the life I lived.
Never say it if you don’t mean it;
I loved you all…so close the lid.

Another flame will burn.


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