I remember you. I recall the days. The times. The ways You shadowed this world. I remember you. The late nights. The loud fights That
Whither you wore and tore me down With your score of igneous insults Written in such flammable fashion. Whipped senseless I was by words And
Closer she held him. Emery rubs against her. Sharp edges now gone.
With soft silk bindings I’ll restrain all your demons. Set your angel free. © Brandewulf 2018
When I think of you Unable to stop the heat. Perfect thermostat. © Brandewulf 2018
Helen’s prompt for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday deals with the measurement’s of time. How the seconds become minutes become hours. For my selection this