Phoenix Poem by ivy skies
Phoenix
Being consumed by passion
Till there is nothing but spent ash
Then rising,
Newborn
To fall in love with the flame,
To burn again
And again
Knowing that he will extinguish
Her to coals
But she reaches
For him anyway
Just a phoenix
Beging to burn
Catherine? You make me shiver with those words. It's brilliant. xxx
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4/25/2024 4:30:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I didn't expect such brilliance so soon.... natural talent that is. Perfect.