And upon this mantle my heart, adorned all in silver, beats out veins of gold across my burning soul, rippling across the fervence of my dreams, now few and far between as the rings of my life stretch outward from the core, once alive and still making it's way out, now fine and polished above my eternal flame.
I traded my livelihood for my passion, and never even got a kiss from tru.
on the mantle of my years, my heart alights.