Ghosts In the Fire
There’s a rapid storm inside me
There’s a sea that I’m dying to see
There’s room for gloom tonight
I need delight with all my might
I see ghosts in the fire
You’re my only desire
Our abundant love never expires
We build our adoration empires
Continuous fire and beautiful-than-ever rain
Goes down the wondrous, wretched drain
Leaves me feeling awfully speechless
Left me feeling breathless more or less
In the flames,
I saw ghosts and spirits
I’m not one to blame
I’m not playing a game
My flames are untamed
I have a couple of my wits
They crumble bits by bits
Like it even matters to you
You put me through so much
It’s the horrible things you do
Yet, I still yearn for your touch
You scorched me aflame,
Ghosts in the frivolous fire
Life's not a foolish, little game,
My past precious desire
I’m regretful
I’m fretful
It’s oh so delightful…
It’s as if I’m grateful
That I found you,
Lost in the flames of red and blue
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2018
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