Prince Escobar
Glass Tears
..
the brittle shards of your memory
melt in kilm to revive my visions
prisms of crystalline remnants
slowly soften in a furnace of love
flames assimilate your assonance
impurities weep from these pieces
and run off, pooling to the side
smog bellows from the hearth of my heart
as i watch, mute, ebullient with pride
oh how the jubililence of your eyes
comes alive under the warm womb
contractions enacted to my suprise
revived is my broken dream from the tomb
steam dissolves into worthless pools
glowing embers of our special spark
are reignited from this sculpted pit
lit from within as the surface cools
again full is my fragile memory
of your love, coursing in my veigns
now ruptured and the pain veils
my failure to craft you best i can
once glowing under my breath
you were smothered under it's lack
crumpling into failure only remaining
to brave the fate of brittle shards
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