This purple grey sky
enveloping me in softness and peace
But a distant thunder
rumbles and quakes
A fire roars beneath
burning my desires to the surface
I tremble and shake
my eyes see passion's arms
embraced around ecstasy
Whispers touching my soul
like a cool breeze chills
the winter night
Aching for the rain
dreaming of the stillness in the morn
my feet lose ground
Earth turning in and out of her darkness
heat creeping into the cold
melting the soft fallen snow -
ice dead to the touch of a yearning flame
My voice silent to the motion
The sun turning blue
upon the moon's gentle light
stars dance in my mind's treasure
sparkling and falling into the horizon
softly singing their thoughts
to the twirling sphere below
Heart bursting into shattered pieces
the mirror of my soul
Arms are weak but held by strength
Tears like the waterfall flow with life
The stillness...the quiet...
The triple conquest without purpose
but to love in the afterglow
of a new beginning
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