I hear her sweeter whispers

She calls to me in threes

To tempt my soul to flicker

a dying fire aided by the breeze

I know not which way  to answer

As she is now  knocking on the trees

Why is it that you visit me

O lady  of my dreams

The smoke, not the fire,
Got in my eyes;
The idea, not my brain,
Lives on outside;
Our love, not the heart,
Allows us to thrive.
Long will we live
Long after we die.

Is not something to save,
Share it,
Let it multiply
16/3/2021

When drinking
by the fire

I can feel myself  
come undone

My nights have
never been colder

And I’m unnerved  
by what’s to come

So I focus on flames
to hide my endless
gaze

All the ghost’s  
Inside my head

Dare I say they
call my name

Smoking  
In the wind

If she
comes my way

I love her
cold embrace

I fear not
the flame

For all that
turns and coils

In a mind so young
yet tamed

All the thoughts That
linger in the background

If only she could
carry them away