Ashes of you in me...
Just some Sherlock inspired poetic prose...
Title: Ashes of you in me...
Author:
fate_incomplete
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Characters: Sherlock, John
Word Count: 140
Summary: Wrap up your broken pieces, we'll burn them together...
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Ashes of you in me...
Come in from the cold,
Wrap up your broken pieces,
We'll burn them together
And find warmth in the ashes.
They pitied your brokenness,
They shunned my coldness,
Every heart beats a lonely tune,
They just don't understand
The counterpoint of our melody.
Run until you find yourself,
Crossing in the middle.
You found me, I found you,
We'll swap our stories
And find what was missing.
Cracks marred your surface
Crisscross patterns of events
Unrelated, interrelated,
Blurred together to make a life.
The ice of me slipped in
To fill the spaces,
Creating something else
Of the pieces that were left.
You wrapped yourself close
In the wintery landscape of me,
Exposing the fire beneath.
Together we'll burn,
As we run towards ruination,
Dashing against the rocks of the other
To see what remains in the wreckage.
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Title: Ashes of you in me...
Author:
fate_incomplete
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Characters: Sherlock, John
Word Count: 140
Summary: Wrap up your broken pieces, we'll burn them together...
................................
Ashes of you in me...
Come in from the cold,
Wrap up your broken pieces,
We'll burn them together
And find warmth in the ashes.
They pitied your brokenness,
They shunned my coldness,
Every heart beats a lonely tune,
They just don't understand
The counterpoint of our melody.
Run until you find yourself,
Crossing in the middle.
You found me, I found you,
We'll swap our stories
And find what was missing.
Cracks marred your surface
Crisscross patterns of events
Unrelated, interrelated,
Blurred together to make a life.
The ice of me slipped in
To fill the spaces,
Creating something else
Of the pieces that were left.
You wrapped yourself close
In the wintery landscape of me,
Exposing the fire beneath.
Together we'll burn,
As we run towards ruination,
Dashing against the rocks of the other
To see what remains in the wreckage.
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