A mirror to a mirror
Filled with inner reflections
Like a sun to a moon
Scoured with love.
Floating around the corners of the hall
Are those silent confabulations
That echoes even when emotions dissolve
Draping that pain
Absorbing that amorousness
Embracing that silence
As each night sinks in the cradle of sunshine
I would be reborn a phoenix
And will arise from the ashes of your love..
May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 3:11 AM UTC
A mirror to a mirror
Filled with inner reflections
Like a sun to a moon
Scoured with love.
Floating around the corners of the hall
Are those silent confabulations
That echoes even when emotions dissolve
Draping that pain
Absorbing that amorousness
Embracing that silence
As each night sinks in the cradle of sunshine
I would be reborn a phoenix
And will arise from the ashes of your love..
About the thoughts that grip our spine when we think about love and memories together.
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