Pages of our scribbled destiny set afire.
I cannot catch every word
You murmured in my ears.
Fire in my heart burns
In much deeper degrees
Yet I am chilled
In your cold embrace,
Craving to be free…
Like the ash

On some distant planet,
I am asleep
In our cacophonic reality here,
Amid the crackle of burning words.
Once effortlessly bewitched,
I won’t easily awake
From this deep-sleep,
From this conundrum
Of your false love.

Wake me up!

Written for Photo Challenge #124 at MLMM.

Burnt pages_b
Ronny Garcia Moron

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