#fizzle
Sparks may fly
And fires roar
But lovers lie
And flames die
And love becomes no more
It hurts, I know
But darling please pick yourself up off the floor
Fix your crown
Don’t you dare let the glorious light you have inside
Fizzle out
May 2, 2020
May 2, 2020 at 12:52 AM UTC
The fire, the foal, a coming of age
in the light of the darkness
be still.
Faithful, adjourning
take flight in the stars.
Wind gushes.
Away, you fools!
Grasping the straws
of camaraderie.
We light
we sparkle
then fade
Amen.
Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 6:30 AM UTC