Aaron Flet Just to much and to far has the sonnet been written at what point do the words stop into eternity i have sought wisdom into eternity i have danced under the pale red moon my hands out stretched.. the scars of my soul each line a story of a life that has died within my heart can you walk with me into the madness can see the dreams of the fire i walk in can you understand the beat of my spirit taste the wine of bitter sweet hope walk with me among the whirlwinds and look into hades eyes... she and I have danced before, her sweet song calls me her wings wrapped around my soul leaving me cold and alone the scent of hysop and bitterness surround her walking the thin line of visions my faith burns bright i watch as you try understand my heart and my smile... nothing hidden.. nothing sacred i am a moment in your life a candle if you will that is burning away... faster each day i am the stanza in your verse best forgotten the beat flows through my soul in everything written a hidden meaning in one moment we walk as one... in another i am a distant memory... fading away... day by day...
Posted on: Sat, 17 Aug 2013 05:19:50 +0000
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