Dreams & Delusions…

Burning-Freezing, Dying-Breathing

It’s like-
Fire in my heart,
Smoke in my throat,
Needles under my skin,
Ice in my veins,
Cold air touching every inch of me…
How is it possible-
To burn while I’m freezing,
To die while I’m breathing?

~Antanya

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6 responses

  1. Annie B

    Wow!

    May 3, 2015 at 5:01 am

    • Thank you!

      May 3, 2015 at 10:10 am

      • Annie B

        You’re welcome, sweetheart. I loved every sizzling word.

        May 3, 2015 at 10:10 am

      • It’s just how it feels. 😉

        May 3, 2015 at 10:12 am

      • Annie B

        And you made me feel it too – amazing!

        May 3, 2015 at 10:13 am

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