Savoury Flame
SAVOURY FLAME
Feel my bow with an arrow;
And fill my palm full of roses.
Dip my heart into a potion; the doses born of fangs
Sit my flame in a lantern;
Gas me up, like a neon light, I will burn in colours.
There is a spring full of splendour and an autumn beyond fathom.
And there is a comfort laying in the linings of my palm;
These hands were meant to embrace.
There's a joy in the sun and a toil in the rain.
And there is a honeysuckle climbing the curl of my vermilion;
These mellow lips were meant to kiss.
The sun feels a thirst; and the waves will no longer drum against the shore
Cuckoo songs will fade and clouds will float away.
But this a life forged in a hive
Every eye has an apple
And this sugary heart was meant to love.
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