Looking back in time,
trying vainly to light
the tarnished lamps
of our connection,
finding only sad ashes
instead of hot passion,
walking among the debris
of our ruined feelings,
just an ageing priestess
in a moth devoured temple,
a deserted, decaying place,
where all the gods are gone.
April 18,2022.
Submitted: April 18, 2022
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Such great imagery with so few words….how did you do that?… amazing
Tue, April 19th, 2022 5:14am
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Thank you so much! I write from my heart. Love, Lizzie.
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DampKitten
Love the brevity. It makes the piece more intense. Fantastic imagery and metaphor.
Mon, April 18th, 2022 8:27pmAuthor
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Thank you so much! Love, Lizzie.
Mon, April 18th, 2022 1:37pm