Filling the Empty SpaceA Poem by icelandicblue
Stardust is sprinkled in my hair,
I have always been an old soul but have never lost the luster that the universe has bestowed on me. The sun competed with the warmth of his smile, but should he turn his back his shadow was long and cold, we are all two sides of a polarized coin. We wait at the edge of the forest and watch the flames dance along edge, feral and free waiting for us to incinerate ourselves in its glow and add to that invisible glitter that finds us despite our naivety, because with each encounter we sprinkle our own brilliance into the vastness of our beings, where it is cold, and the yearning for heat is trapped in the cycle of completing the illumination of the void that resides within. © 2016 icelandicblueReviews
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8 Reviews Added on April 17, 2016 Last Updated on April 17, 2016 AuthoricelandicblueBostonAboutI do not accept any new friend requests unless we have read and commented on each others poetry. No exceptions. I have enough homework as it is. I expect reciprocity in our exchanges. Read my work and.. more..Writing
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