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Fireplace
Light hits the shadow of the earth
like fire through the dark of the wood.
brittle amber's into the night.
Bridges burnt through the cracks covered black.
The fire breaks into sunset red,
it bleeds ashes scarred like silver led.
Shadow of a smoke filled grey
A room outside the stars ..
there she lay.
it fills the night,
it fills the depth,
it creates connection.
I't brings thoughts to attention.
Covered and dusted sand.
I hope to bring fire
to those forbidden lands.
I speak of a torch , bright
it fills the canvas like
Linda who lights up Paris.
this is a flame,
a world untamed,
How fires race..
she's what I call my fireplace.
© A Whisper from
like fire through the dark of the wood.
brittle amber's into the night.
Bridges burnt through the cracks covered black.
The fire breaks into sunset red,
it bleeds ashes scarred like silver led.
Shadow of a smoke filled grey
A room outside the stars ..
there she lay.
it fills the night,
it fills the depth,
it creates connection.
I't brings thoughts to attention.
Covered and dusted sand.
I hope to bring fire
to those forbidden lands.
I speak of a torch , bright
it fills the canvas like
Linda who lights up Paris.
this is a flame,
a world untamed,
How fires race..
she's what I call my fireplace.
© A Whisper from
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