The heart
you try
to hold
burns
with the light
of a dying sun
I don’t want to burn you
I don’t want to burn the bright
from your crystalline eyes
I am the ember
and the ash
the stars
and the moon
How could anyone
ever hope
to hold
me…
#heart #dyingsun #alone
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Lee A. Vockins
Lee is a poet and author from the small town of Newbury in Berkshire, England. His preferred genre is cosmic horror, but he writes and reads across a wide range of material.
He is strong mental health advocate, PTSD survivor and fundraiser for Mind – a charity close to his heart.
In his younger years, he could often be found with a guitar in his hands or diving into a mosh pit, but nowadays he prefers to wield a pen or read. He has an avid interest in philosophy, psychology and technology. When not reading or writing, Lee enjoys long hikes across the countryside, stargazing, music and the simpler things in life.
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