aftermath

dreamland paved with
moonstones, reflecting
within themselves the dark light of
my nightmares, shelters in
its core the essence of
fear, sweetened only
by some amber-
like glow of the passing of
a summer storm…you see,
lightning isn’t meant
to live forever…and while
i endow the sky with the
ashes left behind by the
touch of your soul on mine,
summoning for a phoenix seems
to be the darkest magic my words
ever did…

© Liliana Negoi

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