THE REMAINING CHILD

The orange glow

Circling her face

The flickering flame

Reflecting in the dark of her eyes

I see you I want to say

But I can’t

I can only watch her

She holds the flame

And brilliance begins to rise

And there is intense warmth

A moment we share

Shadows quiver above us

Like fluttering birds

I wonder if she can feek my flame
Our flame

The substance within me

The flare that ignites

And the ashes that remain

Does she know I need her light?

My warmth
Her warmth
Our luminous glow

Without that

I am nothing