Thursday 29 January 2015



The Healing

Ah, my precious sultry wind
Take me again on an ancient journey
Back to where all it began
To the hidden woodlands
Beyond the realm of winters
Drift me away from my abode
Carry my presence in your warmth
Towards those withering moments
When my form broke into specks of nothingness
 When my being trembled by the vicious wafts
Blazing my existence, my every script of life
And slide me again in the tranquil arms of my beloved
Indulging in a rapturous embrace
While those healing lips collided with mine
Drinking away the raging agony
Feeding on my melancholy
Soothing the crumpled breaths
Scorching away all the scars of despair
Allowing me to be reincarnated in the soul of a phoenix
Erupting from the ashes of autumn

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