Ashes to ashes
And dust to dust
We all fall down
In fervours of lust
.
You're burning up
Coveting in hatred
If only loathe's fire
You'd be cremated
.
I'd be exuberance
Doing a rain dance
If I assent too high
My feet would cry
.
I be your charcoal
You be my red pyre
Clash, fervid souls
Lost in mad desire
.
Dig a shallow grave
Purgatory of grace
Burn a devil's hole
Exhausting our goal
.
Lost deep in hell
Yet heart in swell
Soon heat arises
Us left in a mess
.
You be in ashes
I be dust ground
If passion passes
Without a sound
.
Ashes to ashes
And dust to dust
Left in tiny pieces
Faulty vision of trust.
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Poetry"A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage..." -William Blake