Blackfire (a poem)

(armedwithcoffee)

Through my eyes, black as coal
Charred pools swirl, the color spins

A burning heart, a fine line
Near me, fear me
Consumed by blackfire

Sacrifice made, turned down the flame
The less you see in me
The less I see in you

I lower
My charcoal eyes

Christina Schmidt, MA
armedwithcoffee

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Published by dirkdeklein

Originally from a small former mining town called Geleen in the province of Limburg in the Netherlands. I moved to Limerick in Ireland in 1997 together with my wife who is a native from Limerick.We now have 3 kids I am passionate about music ,history and movies

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