Flames that never die,
Hearts caught in a blaze of love,
Burning in your eyes.
Unfading passion unbound,
I, a moth drawn to your light.

Your name on my lips,
Like a prayer, whispered softly—
Wind stirs the embers.
In your arms, I find my home,
Each heartbeat a sweet refrain.

Fate entwines our paths,
No force can tear us apart,
Love’s eternal vow.
As stars rise to kiss the night,
Our souls melt in bright embrace.

In this sacred fire,
We dance, sparks of the divine,
Consuming, complete.
The world fades into shadows,
Only we, flame-bound, remain.

Through restless, dark nights,
Your warmth guides me to the dawn,
My hand in your own.
Storms may rage, but we stand firm,
Rooted in love’s endless flame.

Promise forged in fire,
With each breath, I speak your name,
Solarsido, mine.
Life and death weave through our days,
Yet this bond will never break.

Even time bows down,
To this love, eternal flame,
No end in our sight.
Souls collide and worlds shatter,
Still, we rise, one heart, one fire.

Let the heavens shake,
Let fate test our steadfast hearts,
We will stand as one.
For each day begins with you,
And each night falls with your touch.

Whispers on the breeze,
“Never let go, hold on tight,”
Guiding our true path.
In your gaze, the sun returns,
Lighting up my darkest nights.

An unending blaze,
Burning deep within our hearts,
Fanned by whispered vows.
Nothing in this world compares
To the fire that we ignite.

Through the endless storms,
Through the trials we may face,
This flame will endure.
For your love, my shining star,
Is the light that leads me home.

Oceans rise and fall,
Mountains crumble to the sea,
Yet still, we remain.
Bound by love’s unyielding flame,
In this life and all to come.

Let this be our song,
A hymn to the love we share,
Timeless, true, and pure.
In your arms, I find my peace,
In your kiss, my heart’s delight.

Close your eyes, my love,
Feel my heart beat next to yours,
Rhythms intertwined.
This is more than just a dream,
This is love’s eternal flame.

Even as we age,
Grey and fragile in the years,
This fire will not wane.
For our love, eternal, bright,
Blazes on through endless time.

Let the world bear witness,
To the love that we have found,
Passion without end.
In your arms, forever safe,
Burning bright, our hearts of flame.

—For Solarsido, my heart’s eternal flame.

my skin is listening: this
edge of a breath that engulfs us
the hours reclaim their elements
earth, water, air, fire
we don't banish ether from our eyes
with you an apple is a riddle
answers are not separated from questions
some mantras deepen the circle of
what I would say without words

You…

with your eyes fixed on fire,
on skies that never blink.
You’ve memorized verses,
but forgotten how to think.

You search the wind for commands,
while hearts beat beside you,
unheard.
You shout the name of God
but miss Him in a stranger’s word.

Look down, brother.
No-“ - look around.
See the dust,
the children,
the cracks in the ground.
That’s where truth spills,
quiet as rain.
That’s where faith lives
not in thunder,
but in pain.

There’s no ladder to climb,
no sky to ascend.
The divine is not distant
He’s the hand of a friend.

So loosen your grip.
Unfold your fists.
The kingdom you seek
already exists.

En el borde del silencio nací,
cuando el mundo callaba y solo hablaban
las grietas del alma.

Fui eco de un suspiro antiguo,
hijo de una lágrima que no cayó,
y de un amor que jamás se atrevió a ser nombre.

Caminé entre ruinas de promesas,
pisando cristales de lo que soñé
con manos vacías
y un corazón que no sabía olvidarse.

Vi amaneceres que no me esperaban,
y aún así, me quedé.
Esperando a que alguien viera en mis ojos
el incendio que callo.

No soy poeta.
Soy herida vestida de verso.
Soy voz que sangra belleza
para no morir en el intento.

Y si alguna vez me olvidan,
que sea por no haber fingido.
Que mi verdad arda más que mi ausencia.

---

Laughing aimlessly,
trying to forget
my depressed soul—
so lonely.

How cool would it be
to feel normal,
like others do—
not always thinking
about my broken life,
or how it might turn out.

But in all,
we must keep going.

---

   Vickie

I wanted to look to you like I was dancing
But the bugs on my bark weren't moving enough
I kept reaching skyward and praying for wind
     Never comes to a call, does it?
You could trace each fissure on my surface--why don'chya?--
     Find stories and runnels for flowing sap
Saw me off at the hip, maybe. See what jokes my rings have to tell

I'm tired of waiting for wind; I want to dance (I think?)

I wanted to look to you like I was thoughtful
So I sliced off a sheet of cyan and I robbed the sky
You called me "thief." ******' mean
     Always reaching for silver, aren't we?
Try to touch irises, press pupils. I've never been further than now
     Stories all end, so I'm told. But this one? Still going
Hacked apart, trying to show you my pieces. Chunks. Rough mince

So I stole again to pay the sky back. Ex nihilo, nihil fit
I can pour from empty, because I'm magic, baby!

I wanted to want to see you in Springtime
But we can't scrape Winter off our faces
     Sling me a flat stone that I can send spinning
Slapping across the water's surface
Did I hit the opposite bank? You could stitch together separate days
     if you only had the sinew and a proper needle
Blown apart by wind and explosive expecting. Chunks. Rough mince

I'm tired of waiting for wind. I'm tired of wanting to dance (I think?)
Not magic--well--not the kind that isn't bone and blood and skin
That's the sort of magic that doesn't exist.