wicks silhouette

 

I have taken a tumble for love a thousand times, but not hard enough to keep (me) from fallen for the next,

my heart does not wear-out nor do the feelings take flight,

My desire persistent like light and shades,

the wicks silhouette choreograph, arrangements, musical muse, flames dancing burning at both ends,

I seek what is superlative to compliment a consuming desire,

a yearning remote and isolated,

beyond allotments tossed,

fine tuning and alignments seeking to collide that which is Divine.

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

02/11/24