Early embers
Early morning
Left over from the fire last night
The arsonist is long gone by now
My house
All ruined
But you haven't killed me yet
Somehow I make it out alive again
Embers remain
Years later
They still burn me quite often
It wasn't the arsonist's intention
But it was his fault
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A very clever use of a powerful metaphor to achieve a feeling of past passion that has fallen to ash but still evokes burning pains. Brilliant one of your best a definate fave
Thank you!
Wow! I enjoyed this read. I read it twice. Thank you
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Thanks for commenting! I'm so glad you enjoyed it!
That is a very clever way of expressing surviving pain from a long lost love, great write
Thank you!
You are very welcome
An absolute fave and a great use of metaphor. Well done, my friend! 🌹👏
Thank you so much!
Powerful work.
Thank you!
Excellent write
Thank you!
You're welcome
Resonant! Thank you. 🙏 😊
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