Burning stuff

Late Night Poets

By: Phaeties~

 The cold flame of your heart
 Is outlined by the lunar scape of moon light
 Dreams fall prey, to the wanderings of imagination
 Blooming in a raven river of possibilities
 Seeping out in the waterfall of my love
 Given by the touch, of a delicate hand
 Heaven’s passion burns deep and blue
 So cold and true, through ever y filiment of you
 Murmurous rainbows fly so close
 Yet are hidden by the pearlescent clouds of disbelief
 How could such a helpless seduction
 Bring one, with an unheard call ?
 Iridescent footsteps lead the way
 Through the maze of musings
 Ere to end, near the center of being
 The kingdom of sweet lancing romace
 Where ever, souls deem to thrive and dance

– sweetly in rings of fire:-



A Jiardina 2007

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