Fire Poem by Ghost Legend

Fire



When the leaves touch down, there remains a fire,
So much deeper than merely words.
Say all that you want me to hear, love,
Because both of us know we'll burn.

Woods lie in the dark, await the spark;
There's more than one way to flame.
No one dares come at this time of day;
We're the best made of company.

Don't let death consume;
Breathe, breathe again.

Thursday, September 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death,fire,life,nature,words
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