deepundergroundpoetry.com
The fireplace was empty
I sat next to a fireplace
I felt its burning waves
The instant warmth inside me
The smile on my dead flame alive
The fireplace was empty.
I felt its burning waves
The instant warmth inside me
The smile on my dead flame alive
The fireplace was empty.
Published 19th Apr 2013
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 565
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
