Blue Fences


Oh, he loved her with the strength of a thousand Suns.

Yet she scurried around looking for shade.

She learned to keep herself on the run from scars of old loves that burned and frayed.

Too many memories and histories of unpaved centuries where good hearts caught flame, and just… melted away. Her skin still peels from the last time she stayed.

Unable to tell the difference between fire and life. True dark and night. Her past defined trauma as explosions of golden lava, and well… he seemed to fit the description she made. So Yes She turned her back and ran far away.

Suns begun to burn out and fade. Used the last of his rays to light her runway. Escape.

Nights grew longer. Darkness conjured.

She laid in endless silk-like shade where the other burn victims strayed.

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