tender love
new and quick
my too eager yearning burns through to
a piercing narrowed hole
on a quickly turning wick
seared directly through my heart
my love needs no less
no more
than this torrent
a overt-over-pouring-raging-flow of floods
growing from my desire
why staunch these flames
why not make them reach and grow fingers
and wish instead for
my blood to flow
my blood to heal
my flood a balm
my blood to become
a home I offer
am I but a Revenant
one whose yearnings would remake the past
give you the larger ransomed piece
of my scorched-earth heart
so we'd be reborn
my heart yours for some new sweet repast
my grasping flame
flickers now and wants to last
long enough to know
the contents of your heart
out across the ease of nights and days
across the tide and waves
towards the beacon of your thoughts and words
spiced with both the sacred and profane...
the conversations which have been a path
to delight
to my reprieve
from older earthly pains
I re-light my flame
I'd burn my heart to cinders
to re-light this fire...
and tie off the wick
to tether mine to yours
so your heart would live
to beat again
your treasure-words not ever end
no earth to squelch your dreams your bones
no shooting star high in the sky
searching for its forever home
earth turned back into life
born in the kiln of loving fires
written December 11 2021 10:07pm/5:07pm date and time stamped
as I reawakened from the hearth of the heart
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MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED AND LEGALLY
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re-edited 11:50pm PST for desire and clarity
re-editing this and still not quite satisfied...
hope its not coming out all muckety muck and over-blown 1/14/2022