An Explosion of Elusive Love
Love is elusive...
An explosion lights a place forgotten by the light
dim streaks filter in...
uncovering a treasure long sunk in shadows
The cold is dispatched as the air turns warm
a single flower blooms...
what a beautiful shade of red
I step softly drawn to its crimson glow
feeling of deja vu...
the floor seems to tremble and I seem to fall
Compelled to get up all I can do is stare
a sick chill creeps in...
the light gets brighter my eyes need to adjust
Boom! another explosion...
it all turns to dust
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