Thursday, August 6, 2015

Flares Set

Dreams reflect
In lightening bolts
Burn so bright
You feel the warmth.
Soft skin,
Heart within,
Narrow spaces
Passions in.
And then burst out
The atmosphere,
Scattered through
Soft brown hair.
Skies ablaze
Orange gold,
Surging out
From shackled holds.
Clouded days makes
Freedom ring,
So passion soars
With unclipped wings.