In his chasm of black she found solace,
Chaos met it's calm,
And they set ahead,
Entering a labyrinth of pain and suffering,
love and hope,
His darkness met her light and they built a home of lightening and thunder against the mysteries of time,
Until came a storm,
So fierce it crumbled their house,
Tore them apart.
In agony and vain,
They wandered like broken souls.
Shouting his name she subsided her pain with a drag,
Searching for her, he drowned in a glass.
They were star crossed lovers meant to wander but never meet.
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Thank you for sticking along. It's the end of summer finally.
YOU ARE READING
Summer: Let The Words Strip Away
PoetryAs the vicissitudes of seasons completes a circle. It's time to write the last book of this series. It's time to put a full stop. It's time to say the final goodbye.
