The Swain Of The Ramshackle

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Disgard my worries

like steel on my chest

with the essence of

your divine flurry

and the beauty that steals my breath.

Over fragile

eroding bones

becoming despaired

is a lost heart's home.

Eyes fading

consciousness ill

driven by the touch

of a fate surreal.

Flowing passion

in young lover's blood

captivated by the restless

heart slayed by love.

Time's a match

of a burnt out spark

allowed to stray

off into the dark .

Too forgotten and far

deep out of sight

for capture , the decision

to revive the light.

The escaped is the sorrow

disastrous and numb

and the night has come

to hold us young .

Submitted: February 21, 2018

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