Today,
the sky boiled blood
and I found life
in a puddle of sin
looking at me
reflecting
that I too,
was the evil
that runs the earth dry.
Here was time
corresponding with thoughts
catching and fighting
while the outside seemed sincere
I malfunctioned
drooling for repentance
soon the storm would swallow
every last drop of air;
and you too
would suffocate.
So simple to say
farewell to the heart,
but if you sought
what was inside me,
burning like the Summer
you would melt
and never turn away,
but leaves change
and the flame inside
has just caused forest fires
that you seek out.
Beauty,
the name of graves
we've died many a time
that only you and I
know its' secrets
locked between the carcass
of deception and love:
we inherit their words.
Would you sing
if I begged,
if I told you that,
that is why the sky
has flushed
and turned the deepest hues
of sunset,
for I love you
and push my body
to the ground
waiting for your thunder,
as one.
Honorable mention
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May you find that happiness and keep it forever.
What a kick ass take on prompt. Notice how I never use that when I'm commenting on poems 
Loved this, keep it flowing chicken. I'm sure I'm going to read many many more from you soon, now that you've fallen in love. 
