Flames and Nostalgia

Calla lily flame

flickers up

and down

drawing me

in, orange

and warm,

and I try

not to get


but I think

of you,

I think of the


light casted on

your face

as flames

were blown

out of some

brave girls


strange how

these memories

become like

post cards

just a snippet.

Because I am

here, right

now, starring

into a candle

flame, wishing

the warmth

would fill

me up, wishing

I could feel

the strength

of flames

escaping my

body, burning up

those snippets and

spreading like

a coffee spill.


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