The Darkness It Flies
The darkness, it flies
As it swallows your eyes
My ships, they capsize
Break that delicate pool surface
As I fall and baptize
Your waters, they shake
They tremble and wait
Like clockwork, they give a life
Right as they take
I’m glowing, alone
Surrounded by snow
And nobody knows
About the fire flies that burn inside
My mind and my toes
A fire of blues, of scarlet wind hues
Like feathers they drag
Across galaxies of skin
They embody the burn
That we ache for, a sin
Copyright © Ashley Skillman | Year Posted 2011
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