Melted Pride
I pulled the trigger.
You melted in my hands.
Flowing like silver lava,
As hot as dragons breath.
You taught me many things.
How patience is a virtue,
Timing is everything,
And in life you will get burnt.
I stayed with you
Blinded by you power.
Breathing your breath.
Standing strong and
guiding you.
Alas, with all true loves
it had to end.
No fault of yours,
or even mine.
I still carry the marks
you left like some sort of
fallen warrior.
But they only remind
of pride not of pain.
Copyright © Todd Milstead | Year Posted 2016
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