Humming, humming slowly - whispers of heated nothings
Burning brightly through galactic stars...
The tiniest embers, piercing slowly- trickling, until black charcle sheets taint me
Before the black night, I didn't know you - talking was pointless
Touching, without the physical touch
Holding, with out being held - hell, this may be
In presence with souls intertwined
Our heated embers soared into flames of brilliant shades
Our time, our moment - so quick.
Our flames were the pinnacle of grace, but bound to be grace would fall one day - unpredictably it did.
Until, days came, all left - burns
As do, the greatest loves, do not stay when they should
Leaving when they shouldn't.
Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 4:15 AM UTC
Humming, humming slowly - whispers of heated nothings
Burning brightly through galactic stars...
The tiniest embers, piercing slowly- trickling, until black charcle sheets taint me
Before the black night, I didn't know you - talking was pointless
Touching, without the physical touch
Holding, with out being held - hell, this may be
In presence with souls intertwined
Our heated embers soared into flames of brilliant shades
Our time, our moment - so quick.
Our flames were the pinnacle of grace, but bound to be grace would fall one day - unpredictably it did.
Until, days came, all left - burns
As do, the greatest loves, do not stay when they should
Leaving when they shouldn't.
A beautiful bright love - that doesn't last
