"Fire"
Fading Flame
A flick and a slow pulse
Not enough heat to resist
The attacking stream of droplets from the brim.
Hug the flame tighter
Against the rushing wind and
Gravity pulling
The edge of the flame
Away from the wick
With a false promise of belonging.
Hold it close enough to burn.
A flick and a slow pulse
Not enough heat to resist
The attacking stream of droplets from the brim.
Hug the flame tighter
Against the rushing wind and
Gravity pulling
The edge of the flame
Away from the wick
With a false promise of belonging.
Hold it close enough to burn.