Embers and ashes, sweet-smelling dust are all that remains of a fire that burned beyond my control Embers and ashes, softened by tears A bitter reminder of the leaping flames in the depths of my soul Embers and ashes, a token sacrifice A visitation and leave-taking A silent demand Embers and ashes, irrational longing for just belonging to someone I don't understand Embers and ashes, transparent schemes Haunting dreams recur to hide my way to guide my way Embers and ashes, a book of sighs A volume of highs, gone in a day Embers and ashes, drift into the past Float on a breeze, just out of my grasp Embers and ashes stain my bed Nobody's dreams were fit to claim Your face stains my every dream Only the embers and ashes remain
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