Thursday, June 7, 2012

Living higher than smoke from the fire.

It is after now
A probable moment
Barely considered
Who could give thought to the ash
While the fire burns
Choking on cold air
Our desires would have warmed me
For a lifetime
But I didn't stifle the flame
It would grow quite large
Once fueled by our passions
It ignited with blame

But I am now
I am present
I am one
Forgiving me for any damage
I've done
Sometimes it is safer
Just to drown it in the distance
Naturally, I'll go back there
Consider all that I have lost
Remnants of a love that's rare
All we are is ash in air

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