Too Far

To someone, somewhat, or something ... I miss so much!
A fire with burning flames that was so high, moving far away where I can no more behold , feel or smell its blaze, o’ mercy…but I just want to have it hear, near by me.

Once and only once, before it’s gone I wish I could reach for its flames, I know I’ll get burned but I just can’t let it go. Though I had it here before; I just couldn’t dare to get close, I was afraid I’d stay cold even if I was too close.

That warmth of which I’ll miss for sure, for the rest of my life…I know, deep inside of me I won’t…no I won’t forget its shiny flames of eternal joy.

Burn me now and I’ll be yours, coz I know my life without it… is damn cold so cold. Silently, I’m being killed everyday; I imagine when it’s out of my sight. So either kill me, or burn me; ‘till no more life without its flames could come by.

By Shatha H.
Published: 8/5/2006
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