| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Emotional >> ID #1107107 |
| |||||||||||||
|
Finally the spark ignited, and now white cold fire scorchs my soul.
I could shield myself, I could shift myself to safety. But I choose not to, this way I'll know better next time. I'll remember to be wary of the warmth.
© Copyright 2006 Aurgelmir (UN: aurgelmir at Writing.Com).
All rights reserved.
Aurgelmir has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work. |