Burned
A long time ago
In a land far far away
You stood.
Long within the shadows
Of the setting sun
Florescent clouds behind you
Your silhouette dark.
Invading my dreams
Entering my secret chambers
I could think of nothing
But you.
Still.
by AzJade
A warehouse of poetry, a plethora of words and usage, an attic of emotion and/or the lack thereof. Please, grab a seat, relax........Comments are greatly welcomed and encouraged. Every writer wants to hear the thoughts of those enjoying their talents. Thanks. :)
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