Trust your eyes, see me now speak your name
I’m a former god so hear me out
— Never dare, for I swear I’ll be there,
pretend your life and your essence didn’t change.
Look at your face in the mirror,
get your tears back from winters.
— Turn around, we are spring now.
Dancing flames who just can’t keep up.
Feel my gaze in your daydream,
chill your spine when I whisper
— Kissing light on your forehead
while the shock caused your lips to gasp.
Fight your fears, dare you, can you?
Missing writer, silent muse.
— Fought me back lives ago
and I carved your name in the aftermath.
“And we light up the sky”
Blood on my fingers,
a dead man’s commitment
to a cold flame, convicted.
Scorched earth giving birth
to a crime
with the name
of a forgotten poet.
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