'mostly an acquired taste starts with a tiny first mouthful'

The forbidden candle
burns alone in the swarm of
clouds. I read your eyes again.

I take off the sparks
to write a poem in black sky.
Why does the world revolve around love?

There was no trending.
It was auto-hurt to prove the fidelity
of the moon amidst the galaxy of sins.

Love is the rain,
and it's the shade.
Love is the colour,
and it's the fade.
Love is the dark,
and it's the light.
Love is the peace,
and it's the fight.
Love is the lost,
and it's the path.
Love is the joy,
and it's the wrath.
Love is the *****,
and it's the pure.
Love is the pain,
and it's the only cure

Can’t give up
Reaching for
Seeking
A meeting
Convening with clarity
All the more fleeting
The seating is limited
Lighting gets dim
And obscuring its absence
Oblivion grim
Underpinned
By the fins
Circling as I swim
Overtones
Of imploding
Corrosive
Head spins
Barely scratching the surface
Of where to begin
When I’m out on a limb
Saying
Find what is lost
But before you sell souls
Please consider the cost

I lost flowers of color, of blossom, of bloom,
When ignorance was snatched away,
Shadows revealed and darkness gifted a bouquet.