His body cries like the hands of burning time,

flares like a candle-

one blow it dies.

I hear his mind,

screen thoughtless eyes-

his mouth trembling,

when I kiss those lips goodbye.

I watch his hatred blend with the cold of air-

holding my breath,

my bleeding heart still cares.

His whispers resound my pleads,

“You don’t understand me,”

I speak loudly!

Standing in his shadows silence alone,

faintest silhouettes enclose-

in tears I’m exposed. 

Alike the light that burned our memories bright,

dims under black cloak- of

stress and strife.

Nor you or I,

can ever descry the light.

I give up!

Your flames ultimate demise.

jeni