Sunday, January 7, 2018

Flames

Soulmates always having to be thunderstorms 
invading beats of hearts 
making bad choices 
good choices in the eyes 
beholding some sort of hope of compatibility..
I surrender my indifference 
pity time spent 
figuring out the calmest storm. 
Teetering in doubts collectively united 
storing them in glittery satin ribbon tied boxes.. 
we should enjoy moments like this..
repeating harmonious fears 
neglecting our power  . 
Let’s pray... 
Combustion of silences, 
we face invisible lines and 
tongues tainted in white lies 
blacken our vision 
we stay loving a slow death. 

©️Vernette Harris 2018

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