A secret burn,
Flower under grass,
The last leaf when all else are gone.
Self immolation
Keep everyone else warm
Burn yourself out.
Tag: lonely
A walk
A winter night,
In her eyes starlight
Thousands of years old.
Candle
A soft night where the candle lashes at the ceiling
breaking and making, a hundred veils.
With the quiet flame mirroring every rising step
and every fall, and fleeing razor breeze
a melting darkness and shrinking quiet.
