Fire, Forge, and Conjure
In the sultry autumn breeze,
Decrepit leaves slowly fall to the dewy ground…
Young hearts will unite beneath a maple tree at dusk.
Well, one is young and the other is forever young in spirit;
Curious lilacs and lilies kiss each other in secret beneath the hazy glow of the moon.
She stands barefoot in the dirt and waiting, but for what? HE watches…
She has lived inhibited for ages,
Beauty walking in the dead of night… Eternally young…
Yet, eternally dead.
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