Sing me a song
Of stranger love
And twisted though the melody goes
It is sweeter than it seems
The sharp violent flames
That burn away the leaves
Stop
To reveal an ember
Burning white hot
Amid the scattered ashes
Disparate though their love may be
It's built on firmer stuff
And for that I would say
They are more fortunate
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Assorted Poetic Musings and Ramblings
PoetryA compendium of my poems. I just needed to put it out here at this point. It's less for you, the reader, as it is for me to know its out here. These poems are not for the faint of heart, mostly because they're bad enough to kill, but also because...
