a fiery comet lined my heart
i became so delicate
to the
touch
me, i do not care
personally, it is all fair
in my eyes
at least
extinguished for a brief time
upon the rebirth
burnt meadows turned to sea
..
we'll see
where we go
..
where i go
is up to me, that much is true
but i'll seek no refuge
nor engulf my heart in a fiery comet again so easily
at least for free
a blind path to follow, yes
and a truer present to unwrap every second
