Let's walk among the fire trees,
Only you and me,
The excessive warmth would have killed us, but our minds and bodies are linked,
It keeps us from dying,
Keeps us cold,
Yet we're dying inside,
The excessive warmth takes a twist,
And turns,
Excessive cold slowly consumes,
Fights are constant between us,
Our bodies and minds aren't linked,
The heat comes to take over,
We weaken,
We die,
And our story's told,
Let's walk among the fire trees,
In the land of the dead and beautiful.
YOU ARE READING
Your World and Mine
ПоэзияThese poems are just poems that I made with my drawings, but I thought it would be a wonderful idea to share some with the public. I hope you love these poems, and I hope you'll be able to visualize a world that I made for myself to escape to. Throu...
