Two brothers
Side by side,
One shining like the sun,
One hauntingly, glowing
Like the moon.

Resentment could've boiled up,
Seeing the extra love
Extended to the elder,
There could've been
Hatred,
And distrust,
But there are two brothers
Bound in love.
Despite their parents wanting
Another
Sun.

I loathe
Watching it happen,
The obvious
Favoritism
Pounds in my veins,
When I'm tangling
My fingers with his,
How could
Someone not love the moon
As I do?

I'll stroke his cheek,
And breathe in
The aching thoughts
In his head,
Until the day is done
And he can shine.

And I will love
With all I am,
The other son.

Once upon a time,
A flame clear and bright
Fell in love with kindling.

He asked her
To hold him
With her burning arms,
She touched the kindling gently,
And left a black mark
On his chest.

She backed away,
But he grabbed onto her hand,
She watched
In horror
As his fingers went up in smoke.

She didn't want to hurt him,
But he didn't want her to leave.

Now she's watching
The tiny fire
Slowly burning
Up his limbs.
Her own love for him
Orange and dancing in
In the dark
Blackening his
Heart.