Dream On Hummingbird
Dream on
Hummingbird
the winged candle of love’s dead yearning,
by what alchemy can we ignite?
Thy burning,
here-withstanding:
can you imagine... such a life?
this life?
it is like:
a hummingbird without It’s frenzied flight,
a darkness absent in the deepest night;
my heart drops,
at the epitaph of tomorrow:
“Burnt, we are”
here ...
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