Crimson Fire
my demons remembered the
way you fought so hard to forgive-
your crimson fire sought a life
too barren to live
absolute nothingness,
internal resentment for all who
know my secret-
captured inside an hourglass
with grains trying to keep it
breaking bread without wine
bestows unholy faith - ashes to dust-
allowing pain and love to align
gives way to feed off distrust
for i am but a leach;
a one-sided serpent, all knowing,
yet knows nothing at all-
mother nature attempted to reach
the naked reverie flowing,
adrift the power of my waterfall
fearing not what lies ahead,
tormented at the loss of you-
i entered your threshold instead
and expressed what i always do
my arthritic fingers, frail-
too full of ache to quill this pain;
all the wonder of the fear i impale
is all this soul can contain
and
all i can remember is this desire...
i craved you in autumn's medallion delight-
you ignited my crimson fire-
under the harvest moonlight
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February 11, 2020
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