Fuel for the fire
Lost in line
Questioning;
Where did it all begin?
Termoil, falling.
Burning brighter
As rage returns.
Embers and sparks
Results of a pending explosion
Of misunderstanding.
Hydrogen atoms blown apart
The meaning of life;
Love?
Lust.
Touch the burning emotion.
It's icy cold
Deep through your veins
A part of your soul
Whispered memories,
A well run dry.
Rain clouds hover
The hope to quench
The bitter flame
A taste so sour
It can liquify passion
And melt all the mind's secrets.
Strip two people to their bones.
Careless, senseless.
Hopeless.
Author notes
It's amazing what you find when tidying your room. I don't really like it much, but it's here now.
Written 19/02/2007. The feeling hasn't gone away.
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