EVANESCENCE

Misty rivers of fire 
Of deep and dark desire 
Of joys forbidden, untold 
Of tears that eyes can't hold 
Of memories that never fade 
Of moments never made.

Silent whispers of the heart 
Of dreams carelessly torn apart 
Of passions clamped and strangled 
Of thoughts inextricably tangled. 

The cravings, they hide behind the mists 
The yearnings, they escape my bungling fists 
The longings, they are on fire 
Eloping demurely
Into the capricious river of desire. 


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