A Spark In The Twilight Woods.
A spark and a moment, fueled
the burning embers of my lonely heart ,
set the fire of a dead love ablaze,
absorbed every tiny drop of lethargy
set flames lurking high, held mournful passions aflame,
…a mesmerized nymph,
I sparkled, in a golden trance.
Like dry grass on fire ,it fed on fast
licked away in hunger
whatever came its way.
Nature and fire entwined in a sensuous amber glow,
swayed in a dance –fiery and wild.
A moment etched sharp in eternal timelessness,
Ah, born was the beauty of love
in deep twilight woods…