Burning Slower then Embers into Delicate Ash
By Revisable Retina
I'm a single ember -Swiftly declining-
fading into delicate ash
Settling like dust on your surface
you just stare in my direction
eyes full of belief with innocents of a child
Your hand reaches out searching for the warmth
of a beat just praying for a pulse O-oO-o
Assuring yourself, I'm not just a fragment of an adolescent dream
My heart relapses into those familiar unspoken analogy's
that only fill your heart with obscurities
A Bonfire intensifies our silhouettes
as your fingers dance across acoustic strings
each chord painting in vibrant colors as Picasso once did.
reminding me of who I'd rather be
It's evident now, as those planets slowly aligned
each second was Gods metaphor for how we would meet
everything has changed .I've changed.
I'll keep refusing you a kiss from my whiskey lips
tugging at my own hair at the thought of
my poetry being sloppy and useless
gripping fast to a chain of smoke when one glimpse
of my past eludes my thoughts.
This is who I'll be -One way or another-
questioning why you wouldn't want a girl who's .younger.
one who carries a heart to big for the sleeve on her sweater
a tongue held guarded with eyes full of Innocent fire
any girl would be better
then one who burns slower then embers
Comments on "Burning Slower then Embers into Delicate Ash"
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A former member wrote:
where are the comments????? this is a passionate plea...a beautiful entry into the hopeful and the hopelessness of minds and souls; how we twist with the ache un.named and un.held.. .. .. its a slowdeath.....its a watchful wailing......completely out in the open. and where are the comments????? jeeze. stoopid poetry place.