Singer/songwriter who writes about the creative process. Following a dream is never easy. I write about what its really like when you decide to leave conformity and make your own path.
Friday, January 10, 2014
Playing with fire.
I lite a fire
Grew in my hands
The glow alone
Could light a world
Unknown.
I watched it dance
Fiery flames of madness
Till it blushed my palms
I got too close.
Blistered.
Heat.
Fire.
Ice cubes!
I got too close.
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