Un Fue Mourit

Ours was a fire like never before.
A crimson flame-tinted love
Full of shallow passions,
As a match in the split second
After it kisses the fire.
Ours was a love fueled by daydreams,
And the fireworks that explode
Before your eyes – Numbing your mind
And bringing your senses to life,
Seeing to it that you so vividly recall
Every sight and sound,
Every smell and emotion and touch…
But forget why.
Ours was a life woven
Of so fragile a thread,
Beautifully delicate as a silver cloak.
But beauty never kept me warm,
And beauty never lasted.
Ours was a fire
Like never before;
A shallow passion
I will never forget,
And a flame
I will never dare to light again.

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