Through the darkest of turbulent times
A simple touch can spark a flame
A flame of hope
that grows into
a fire of unyielding will
A fire that burns eternally
turning to ash
the dangers that stand
in my way
A simple touch of skin
a brush of care
ignites an infinite
of passions
to destroy the might
the stranglehold
of the surrounding
darkness
One touch
that's all I need
A simple touch
A delicate brush
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 9:40 AM UTC
Through the darkest of turbulent times
A simple touch can spark a flame
A flame of hope
that grows into
a fire of unyielding will
A fire that burns eternally
turning to ash
the dangers that stand
in my way
A simple touch of skin
a brush of care
ignites an infinite
of passions
to destroy the might
the stranglehold
of the surrounding
darkness
One touch
that's all I need
A simple touch
A delicate brush
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