"Lava consumes the city
with incendiary kisses,
toppling the wooden bones of a thousand-plus-year life affair.
we join hands, and
just how lucky I am
to have met with a lionheart so pure.
A notion strikes
as a symptom of needed healing.
My heart seethes, primordial and volcanic,
at your words of hope for a better world
waltzing 'round an axis of Love.
This, your vision, resounds through caverns,
echoing back with a certain despair
I didn't realize lay waiting there,
feasting on hollow magnolia trees...
swaying down the street:
Fear manifests fury
at Time slipping through sand,
and the possibility that the magma
oozing towards us
might petrify you
just as it has done me."
a.k.a. "A Little Love Letter"
Still, the skin remains rosy and soft beneath igneous scales. :-)