You Gave Me Peace the Wrecked It

When the world was shades of black, grey and white; you were always surrounded by color.
While silver smoke swiftly danced with swirling winds; you laced your fingers with mine and I held my breath.
I heard people talking and judging; you pulled me closer and suddenly they were heads floating aimlessly.
Everything was hard and cold; but your body heat burned my skin and set me on fire.
You leaned in. The fire burned brighter. You whispered in my ear “I’ll never let go”
You let go.	
Suddenly my world became dark again. The smoke grew thicker and thicker until I choked. The voices grew louder. I felt colder every second. I exhale and when the fire is no more; my soul finally rests.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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