Comparison
First, there's fire and ice.
Then the wind blows, and the smoke from my burning rises with the steam of your simmering.
Making ashes of me to mingle with the sediment of you.
-Rk
Then the wind blows, and the smoke from my burning rises with the steam of your simmering.
Making ashes of me to mingle with the sediment of you.
-Rk
1 Thought(s):
Dark and light and grey and white.
As always, a balance.
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