Shh!
Say nothing,
Just sit with me
And watch the white flames burn
around us
They shimmer iridescent colors,
They gleam like a thunderstorm rainbow,
Glitter like fairy dust in an opal stone
Those flames dance for us, love
Hold me tightly, hold me close,
We open our mouths to let the flames rush in
Fire burns through our veins,
Shatters our bones,
Melts our hearts
I look into the deep brown of your eyes
And you look into the luminous green of mine;
Hold me tightly, hold me close,
We kiss and go up in flames.

The ballerina twirls
in her porcelain skirt,
Twirls thin and white
on her pretty box
With shimmering music notes
spinning around her.
A pale hand
stabbing the air above her head,
The other hand holding a stomach
that dips rather than protrudes.
She spins on pale legs,
twig-thin and ready to snap.
How do those tipped toes hold her up
so stable and strong,
How does she find the energy to
keep spinning, keepkeep spinning?
I think if I take a closer look
at those tiny dark eyes open wide,
I will see the shine of hidden tears;
she is not allowed to cry.

Silence falls,
Killing my heart;
You can bring me to life.

Leave a trail of butterflies
on my skin
with your kisses
We'll watch together
as the vibrant wings catch fire
And our lips meet in a storm of flame.