You'll get this poem later in the story. Ember is one of my characters and she doesn't exist. I wrote all of this. Hope you like.


Blurs and Whispers

caring warm eyes-

whisper into mine

they say sweet things

so sweet I could grow wings

and can fly through heaven-

Even in the end

in your loving hold

I should've told you were my best friend-

but I could not speak

and here I am above you

not able to make a squeak.

Only to be whisper in the rain

Only to be blur in a rainbow vain

Until you come along with me

I will not be free–

Ember Rain