Elements torn
Elements torn
Silent envy takes its place,
Rotten to the core.
Opposites shall not embrace,
For there is e’er scorn.
Silent longing, hear its call,
Warmth and chills collide
One another, they befall,
Hues of passion fly.
Silent whisper in the wind,
Words now stretching hands.
Water his mischievous glint,
Fire’s shine to mend.
Silent ember flies to shore,
Hoping to reach end.
Light now bruised, cannot take more,
Droplet’s touch still yearns.
Silent wish is to unite,
Meddling takes its toll.
Destined as they are to fight,
Dimmed by lovers torn.
Reageer (1)
Het is echt prachtig! Like always <3
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