*She was like a candle.
His touch set her ablaze.
Illuminating her present by incineration of her past.
She burnt and burnt till there were ashes at vast.
He tried to hold her, but through his fingers, the ashes slipped.
She was finally free, free from confinements of her sins.
His fire made her pure.
Released her soul from the impure.
The fire was the end of her, and she swallowed it right the abyss of her soul.
The fire was her redemption, which made her whole*.
Oct 23, 2015
Oct 23, 2015 at 12:17 AM UTC
*She was like a candle.
His touch set her ablaze.
Illuminating her present by incineration of her past.
She burnt and burnt till there were ashes at vast.
He tried to hold her, but through his fingers, the ashes slipped.
She was finally free, free from confinements of her sins.
His fire made her pure.
Released her soul from the impure.
The fire was the end of her, and she swallowed it right the abyss of her soul.
The fire was her redemption, which made her whole*.
