with life ebbing and flowing
below the fracturing walls
of grandeur — a ghost town
devoid of thoughtful composure
and informed conversation
— sweet sea breezes temper
rapidly-spreading flames
sparkling and simmering like love
whose siren songs cast doubt
on opposition waiting patiently
for the last of twilight to fade
into a welcoming darkness
© 2020 by Hannah Six
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