Wednesday, November 4, 2015

fission or fusion

tear apart
come together

I lost my heart
she flew like a bird of another feather

the wind always changes
directions of origin constantly shift
creating the lift

of fission or fusion

like the nucleus of life
exploding apart to create the heat of hell
or joining together so hot that nothing else matters

I am alone tonight
she is no where in my place
I can never tell
when or if she will join me or leave me in shatters 

She took my heart
evergreen wild heather

burst apart 
she will never tell
the heat she creates

a fission or fusion

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