Fire Tree

Do you remember the night we danced under the fire tree?
Its branches swayed with us as we waltzed under its canopy;
As the wind blew, crimson petals fell like snow –
Filling the ground with life as they land on our shadow
Your sweet smile as the moon shone upon your face –
Could be the brightest sight nothing could ever replace.
Your scarlet dress adds intensity to the scenery
Such a breath-taking view – of you here with me
But then I never knew it would be your last dance with me,
Because now you exist in this world,
Only as a memory.

Words by: thaleeya Copyright © 2015 Petrichors and Metaphors


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Cherry Rose Guillermo

I don't care who you are; if you're kind, you're beautiful. ^^

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