Cold Flame

November 5, 2012 by simonhlilly

Cold flame
Crisping leaves:
Autumn stars’
Distant roaring.

Time,
Weightless,
Escapes
Into the endless
Night.

Adrift,
We revolve slowly,
Catching sight
Ocassionally
Of where we
Have been….

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