Fire-feathers
You say that ash is all that’s left and yet — watch how fire-feathers flicker still inside the pyre of our past. You only have to blow a single kiss […]
Daily Archives: March 12, 2018
Kindle me
Once on fire — now I’m cold I burned too long and faded out — a hearth of ash and longing. Come kindle me with kisses — kindly wrap your […]
