Oxygen,
Fuel
And Heat.
My last resort of spite
To set your memory alight.
My tears, dripped into the pit.
Agony is the accelerant
For a bonfire of pale blue
Spewing out a smog of dry ice.
Our remnants rive and stew,
Ejecting sparks of rue.
Igniting the hush of the breeze
And giving flight to our cries
They reach for the skies.
" So may we try again please ? "
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Poetry" SPARK!" Poems Of Utter Spontaneity. The Raw and Unfiltered Emotion Of Living Life Without Cuffs and With Your Heart On Your Sleeve. The Pushing Of Intuition Into The Everyday World. Let It Flow. Let It Flow. And Let Words Spark Life To LIFE.
