a friend [probably] ———
~
A shattering mirror,
the echo of her storm within his silence
Freedom calls,
yet chains remain,
like shadows of a phoenix in flight,
born again
Her rebellion burns,
leaves embers in his skin,
a dance of scars and sin
A broken mirror,
shattered dreams,
little fragments,
splitting seams
His touch is cold,
her flame has dimmed
They both wander,
lost,
their hearts untrimmed
Is this their fate?
To burn and freeze,
like waves that crash,
then die with ease
He watches,
eyes like winter's breath,
her soul a fire,
alive in death
Together,
yet alone they stand,
the weight of worlds in every hand
And when they break,
the stars will fall,
no more to rise,
no more to call
A blue sun flickers on their skin,
a final breath before the end begins
He’s ice,
she’s flame,
but both will burn,
their souls a pyre,
never to return
In silence now,
the storm is gone,
but echoes linger,
ever strong