Music in the dark

In the way your heart mimics
the breaths fogging our minds like clouds with smoke,

we find our way lost
in a whole other part of fear;

igniting a torch of fire to see our reflections in the night
finding a way out in the trail as we burn out.

Follow after footsteps,
but don’t fall in a hole

grab the limb of love because it’s ever growing,
but please don’t forget to reach out, kiss me good night.

Reviews

[Alao Taiwo]

it's nice, i mean nice nice..

"Limb of love...kiss me goodnight"

[Starr]

This is very well written, enjoyed this write