I’m alone in watching a coal burn
a solid object internally lit.
A tongue of fire
whose flames don’t lick.
A heart
The allusion, now clear,
yet the edges remain blurred.
Fire and flames struggle and fight,
without a lifting wind they’re weak.
Their culminations are short lived.
Deadened ashes.
Lust
Embers remain
after the excitement is snuffed out.
The slightest breeze kisses their cheeks
and they show new life.
Glowing unconditionally.
Love
I’m alone in watching a coal burn out
slowly
s l o w l y
s l o w l y
f a d i n g a w a y.
Even when the fire is lost,
the embers of love will burn on.
Jul 20, 2012
Jul 20, 2012 at 2:09 AM UTC
I’m alone in watching a coal burn
a solid object internally lit.
A tongue of fire
whose flames don’t lick.
A heart
The allusion, now clear,
yet the edges remain blurred.
Fire and flames struggle and fight,
without a lifting wind they’re weak.
Their culminations are short lived.
Deadened ashes.
Lust
Embers remain
after the excitement is snuffed out.
The slightest breeze kisses their cheeks
and they show new life.
Glowing unconditionally.
Love
I’m alone in watching a coal burn out
slowly
s l o w l y
s l o w l y
f a d i n g a w a y.
Even when the fire is lost,
the embers of love will burn on.
