Trysta Due - Burning Hearts

My heaven is my fireplace
at which my heart will burn
my soul is never at its ease
and love has yet to learn.

That my eyes are always pleading,
to see you one last time
and all my scars keep bleeding,
as I burn for my last climb.

And I never reach the top
for even if I do,
my heart is always burning
bleeding just for you.

Trysta Due

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