With your warm fiery grasp,
You ignited my wintered soul;
Cobbling my outed heart
From a detached lump of coal.
You melted into my lovers clasp.
Our love was a volcanic thrash,
An eruption of intense emotion
Engulfed in fire and brimstone.
Though, the hotter the explosion
The sooner we burned to ash.
Now we rarely spark a talk.
All we know was set ablaze.
Covered with the soot of pumice
Our past is left statued to gaze.
Molten lava hardened into cold rock.
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Tainted From a Broken Heart - Poems
PoetryWhen one has their heart broken one too many times, then they become prone to letting go the next person they fall for a little easier. Possibly they no longer feel or maybe they fear from it happening again. Emotionally numb or snake bitten, their...
