Icemaster

by Chloe the Siren   Dec 28, 2016


Pocket of fire
doused with desire
you fell from the edge
of my lungs
into my heart of gold
glistened with lies
you planned my demise
placing sugar in my breath
vanilla smoke burning in my chest
until the sugar
turned salty
and the smoke grew
sour
the funny thing
about gold is
it eventually
melts with
enough heat
and towers.

December 22,2016

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  • 9 years ago

    by Italian Stallion

    Lovely write, full of imagery and emotion. Only word of advice is to use punctuation. But other than that, You did a wonderful job.

    - Joe

  • 9 years ago

    by Em

    Just wow... Remember liars always get caught out ;)

  • 9 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Chloe,

    Welcome to the site. An excellent first post here full of wonderful, quick-fire descriptive writing.

    Well done and keep it up,

    Ben

  • 9 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Lovely simile, creating powerful imagery which probed my mind.

    Well done.

    Michael

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