The Taste of Ashes

She with the perfect eyes and pale moon gaze

came to me robed in promises

that fell to the floor as she leaned in close

to tell me of things she heard whispered by the rain

Her lips tasted like ashes

close again to becoming flame

and her hands pressed to my throat were like ice

I stood still and breathed her in

deep enough to forget the taste of air without smoke

longing for her dead flame to ignite

and anoint the edges of my soul with fire

What have you been reading lately?

 

4 thoughts on “The Taste of Ashes

  1. Very nice Mitch. I like this one a lot. You have done something a bit different and I really think it is splendid.

    “and her hands pressed to my throat were like ice

    I stood still and breathed her in

    deep enough to forget the taste of air without smoke”

    Great stuff my friend. Have an awesome week. Love ❤️ J

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  2. Ice, ashes, and smoke, trying to rekindle the flame. Great visualization.

    I’m into Victorian novels because I have been reading some history of that period. I’ve read about four so far, all have bored me after halfway through and I have given them 3/5 stars on Goodreads. Still looking for a gem. Any ideas.

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    1. Thank you!

      I’ll be perfectly honest, I won’t be much help there. I’ve started Great Expectations, A Tale of Two Cities, and Wuthering Heights, but never finished any of them. Granted, I was probably too young to really appreciate them, so who knows what it would be like to read them today! Cheers (:

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