Forensic Fury
Fire smoking burning
Embers glowing hot
Up goes my heart in flames
Or was that my conscious thought?
Rain on me my sweetheart
Drench me like you do
Douse my flames with your ice
I don't wanna burn for you!
Each thought of you sizzles through
Each word a brand on me
Each day too long, never-ending
Choking smoke, I can't see!
Rain on me my sweetheart
Don't let the sunshine through
Drown me in you, then flow me out
Into open seas, cleansed, rescued.
Copyright Manic Sylph 2015
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The Poetical Musings Of a Gypsy
شِعرMy thoughts wander, unfettered like a gypsy, into mysterious lands of feelings, fantasy and fun, and stop at will in places that touch my heart. It is these random thoughts that form the basis of this book of poetry.
