Fire-Embers-3 (1)

Heat transpires in souls

like embers ’round an open hearth

burns brighter than midday.

Embers leave fire’s warmth

until flesh is burnt yet etched

above the skin are memories of


For fire gives light and fire destroys

so will souls left to the mercy of the wind —

devour what has once existed.

Each breath only adds to that of flame’s

and embers decide which goes and which stays.

If passion is fire, we mere moths must conspire

an escape plan.

Only then will these scars be beautiful.


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