Daisies fall from your hair
Adrenaline flows through my blood
I hear your lungs gasp,
They inhale my soul.
My fingers are burned by your fire
Our entwined hearts have been crushed
And feet drag a well-trod path
Salt tears, brown eyes, blue eyes.
Anger now pulses from within
Fists curl and flame licks once soft poetry
You didn't love me
And I no longer love you.