The Flames that Feed My Soul

The Flames that Feed My Soul

A Poem by BrittBratBroski
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November 29, 2013

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The intricate flames perform their traditional ceremony

As doves escape from above.

An unheard rhythm is being played

And intense heat is feeding upon my cold soul.

I long to be warmer and draw nearer to the dancing people.

I get closer and intense pain overcomes my body.

I back off and stay at a comfortable median 

Between a warm place and a desolate soul.

© 2018 BrittBratBroski


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Tags: unresolved, fire, dance, passion, soul, pain, rhythm, birds

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