Embers Poem by Janine Ecks
Embers
Your ghost on the horizon calls my name.
My arms reach out, yanking against the chains.
I cannot reach; again my will is drained...
I fall, I crush your memory to my core.
This carnal rage ignites a fire within.
The smoking embers sizzle through my skin
And fly off, ashes scattered on the wind,
Fly home to you, to be dust on your floor.
The message of the poem is encompassing and passionate, and the way you put them into words is amazing!
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I did appreciate this one. Read mine - O Night - Adeline