Like Smoke, You've Vanished

Wed, 08/23/2017 - 11:15 -- angemt

I love the way a flame dances;
Slowly and gracefully moving about
Wrapping itself among the wick and ember
Melting the air that we breath
And how it does it’s gentle dance
It brings everything else to move with it
The shadows of our walls refusing to miss a beat
Of the song that the silence brings.


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