Thursday, July 2, 2009

7.2.09: Sunfire Petals

All I ask is for you to take my hand.

Feeding off your sun fire. I am content.
Your essence keeps me alive.
Existing yet undefined.
Elaborate yet unseen.
Flashes of light wilting from your core.
Under the crescent.
Moonbeam, how beautiful you shine.
Petals fall.
Life force wanes.
You grow cold and slack.
I leave.
Elaborate and undefined.
Existing and unseen.