Flames

Silent echoes, unstated fears,

conceal the fact, as time draws near.

a new enchantment fills their gaze,

And my heart wanes, lost within the haze.

With mild steps, they wander off target,

Into the fingers of a brighter day.

A love that blooms, like plant life wild,

even as mine wilts, like a fragile baby.

So here I stand, amidst the pain,

Writing words that dance like rain.

For although they will not recognise my plea,

those lines shall undergo my love's decree.