Pyromania

{ Wednesday, June 29, 2011 }
A name that rolls off of my tongue with a sultry, seductive connotation

With ease and a hint of taboo.

A name that haunts me, infiltrating my mind's eye in childlike scrawl

Forever chalked onto the blackboard of nostalgia.

"Erase all you want, but you cannot dislodge the traces of truth," he says.
A name that burns me -- we waltzed in a wildfire doused and burnt out too soon --

Engulf me and watch me rise from the ashes, anew.

1 comments:

Jasmin Richardson said...

I adore this. Did you write it?

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