POSPHENOUS

Phosphenous - last time our eyes met

Last time our eyes met,

The fire inside shone brighter than the sunset behind you
And it filled me with warmth in the cold breeze of the orange beach

Now though, the sky has changed,

And I could never look at you
without burning into rotten black ashes.

I wish the sky keeps changing for us,
And no war will ever dim it
Then, your fire may finally die
And I could lay down with your last flicker

-S
For an old friend, Peace