Sunday, May 9, 2010

Gone

Once my love was molten lava
It ran down the grassy slopes
There were glass wind chimes ringing
Dripping with the sound of inevitability
The wind blew across the molten
Then it all stopped

No molten no chimes
The wind blew hollow
I remember how I gently kissed your shoulder
I remember how I use to trace your collar bone
With my lips
There are only memories now

I was forged with incredible strength
And I remain strong beyond my time
But there is no love
I can only remember
I close my eyes and spread my wings on the wind
And like the Phoenix dream of reserrection

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