Sacred Insanity

My flame is not of a candle but of a wildfire
Burning, blazing, brilliant, dazzling desire
Feed the fire, never tire, sparks fly higher 
Search in vain for sustenance high and low
Exploding supernova, darkness is set aglow
No need for sanity in this voluptuous vanity
Reason I forgo, nothing I need to know, flow
Flow to and fro, my mask to your feet I throw
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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