Ashes

Your hair blowing is too lofty
Every thought speaks of impossible love
Radiant and respectable
Down to earth, and still far away

You've shivved me in the heart
And I'm content with that
A simple breeze lays waste
To a dream bleeding out like this

It's alright, I've heard it before
That sound of heavy sighing
I may have breathed my last
Thanks

I've flown before
In ages past
I was born on the wing of ashes
I was born in eternity's past
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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