Burning Bridges
There was a time with raging blaze
when suspension lost track
in bad faith and delusion
and bridges burnt ahead
Cold it was despite my soul engulfed in fire
which left its raging spirits
in restless stagnant apathy
called Self and void oblivion
Smoulder and ember blocked the way
forward and lava froze over
a hell bent on endless dead ends
from fake comfort and corrupt deceit
An angel dressed in blue cotton picked up trapped remains
Little did I known of red Princess lace and her thoughtful mind
Not that violet lips would blow upon me kisses and embrace
That walking dead on ashes could invigorate our tender path
Then came a time when shadows realigned
quivers trembled in heated passion
abeyance lit a joyful path of no return
abandonment became abundance
Left behind remained false horizons and ruins
a fading chill forsook frozen memories
retrieved our long forgotten souls
and shone a torch of loving peace
With nothing left to leave behind but dissembled disillusion
Skin touched upon moist fragrant skin and journeys merged
Seduced reclusion into sizzling fingertips searching the source
Blissfully naked we vowed to only burn bridges which we crossed
Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2019
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