SUBCONSCIOUS

Fire had found a home within her and could be seen dancing in her eyes Drawing in lovers and friends alike They were moths to her light It took so much for her to burn longer for her to learn She craved only the shadow that resisted her her cinders flying to the sky like shooting stars the ash falling just as hard

What do we do? We are just two strangers Both equally angered. What's most often forgotten Is spoken in two words Also left my heart in two thirds What's next is bearing my chest Only to be left desolate Thoughts I think when lost in thought Ought to mean something Because nobody is nothing He was never good at bluffing She was never good at trusting

there is something about beauty that pains the soul to know. An ache for submersion to the icy cold glacial lake awakening a river of ardent flame blazing waiting to be tamed by touch.

Amazing✌😎