Below the cliff, there's the waves you love,
The rocks you hate.
There's the foam that tickles,
The wind that breaks.
A little behind, there's the monsters of the woods,
The graves of the lost.
The stones of the little hearts,
The spirits you want to love most.
Before you there's the mirrors of your thoughts,
A little clouded with smoke trails.
And you are, to them all,
The Ember Blade.
#random #Poetry #poetic #poems #life #sex #fam #
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