Trading A Soul is a poem written and shared by Pasithea Chan to The Ugly Writers under the theme After The Storm for the month of June.

Trading A Soul

When black flows into white
and gold shimmers in red;
Love is inked in bold
on red tips of a rose that rose
to kiss dawn’s paws.

When the night unfolds
to undress stars with a caress;
Love conquers cares
Like a rose growing among thorns.

The world maybe black
And life maybe white
But my heart’s red tips
bare their backs to cares
To kiss dew drops on your lips
And sleep on your eyes’ shores.

The night is my friend
Together we bathe in stars
And bear longing’s scars.
For a love brighter than the stars.

Home is in your arms.
And warmth is in your laughs
Right where peace lost its charms.
And logic laid down its arms.

My lines may be old
But your heart is mine to hold
And that’s all the gold
My soul requires to be sold.

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