A Flame to Flames · 6:25pm Feb 14th, 2022
(A quick poem for Valentines.)
Back to the door you both opened. To the Light, the Flame beyond it. I can still see it. Those Flames. But my own wavers and falters. Searches not just for the Flames beyond the door, but yours. The two Flames who opened that door. Who opened my eyes. Whom I was never able to tell returned the favor that I had given. Whom never knew they didn't simply return the favor but practically lit my Fire. Lit my Heart, my soul. Brought me into the Light.
I can't sleep anymore. Your thoughts, the pain you must have felt, the pain and stress I caused by being a boy inside a man...it freezes and burns like a fire so hot it's cold. It boils my mind and veins and gifts me only madness at knowing that the Path ahead will be without the Two Flames who jumpstarted my own. That I will not see you two again for so long, and that I am left here to light others 'till my own Flame wavers and falters one more time...
...all I can do is laugh and cry the maddening pain away. I hope that one day I can be somebody to someone, as you two were for me. I hope that I can be a Flame to Flames.
Like you two were for me, for your own, and so many others.
...Happy Valentines, L. Happy Valentines, P.
....A beautiful comparison.... tears come to me anew.....
I suck at haiku!