Walking on a desolated street
During a summer twilight
Nothing but silence joins me
Until the night's impending arrival
On a faraway road
A beacon firmly stands
Flames begin to ignite within me
I crave for your light
Your flames are enthralling
Kiss the wicks at the end of my fingertips
Set me ablaze
Let me live once more
All pleas are in vain
Your flames dance on another's skin
I covet you entirely
But you do not wish to burn for me
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 6:41 AM UTC
Walking on a desolated street
During a summer twilight
Nothing but silence joins me
Until the night's impending arrival
On a faraway road
A beacon firmly stands
Flames begin to ignite within me
I crave for your light
Your flames are enthralling
Kiss the wicks at the end of my fingertips
Set me ablaze
Let me live once more
All pleas are in vain
Your flames dance on another's skin
I covet you entirely
But you do not wish to burn for me
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