The Flame We Lost
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The wind would blow alluring strands of your soul, tickling seductively,
weaving like a candle flame lyric, where it danced provocatively.
You fondled the depth whirling to the surface edge taking a little
hope with you; then flew away. You cannot ask and then leave me brittle.
You were quicksand that made me sink. But the thunder that's a part of me
has shut the door to doubts, fears, and impulsive desires to set me free.
6/18/2018
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2018
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