Fire and Smoke

Fire my love, fire!
A house set alight by flames of adoration,
hollow foundations engulfed by laden promises.

Fire and smoke my love
Fire and smoke.
Fire that brittles bricks, smoke that shatters integrity,
lowered ceilings lined with compromise, heartstrings unhinged by recited disappointment.

Fire and smoke my love,
Fire and smoke.
Intent hosed with reluctant surrender.
Glowing heaps of subdued hope.

Fire then smoke. My love.
Then smoke.

Flames

©ateenagelovestory

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